the Cotswolds present a gentle landscape
stone villages, affluent once from the woolen trade and now again from 2nd home buyers
little walled lanes where sheep were herded to the markets
innumerable B&B's, ours from the 16th cent with its own weird little English proprietors
our cool garret
you can walk everywhere on public rights-of-way, following the old herding lanes
among hedgerow brambles, blackberries still hold sway
there were reedy watercourses with swans
wattle fences
and a few larger cottages
footpaths follow the pastures
some ruminates bigger than others
there were even badgers
the (cloyingly) quaint Lower Slaughter 
its little mill.
the English climate is swell for roses
great oaks everywhere
and ancient yews in the churchyards
they take their yards very seriously
this yew was 1300 years old
we walked all day,
skipped the buttie and the cannonball
but were happy with fish and chips and the cottage pie
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