Yesterday morning I felt we were all in need of some fresh air and a change of scenery.
We quite often will go for a walk as a family but we tend to stick to the same 2 or 3 familiar places and Vince had mentioned that it might be nice to find somewhere new to go.
I was giving this some thought when I realised our bluebells are finally starting to flower and it occurred to me that there must be a bluebell woodland somewhere nearby.
A quick google came up with all sorts of places (that we intend to explore soon) and the nearest was a mere 10 minute drive up the road from our house. Who knew?!
It was beautiful.
The entire woodland was awash with bluebells.
Ahhh it was so gorgeous. I was so completely at peace there.
It was very quiet and the paths were good so we let Emma walk on her own. I think it’s safe to say she thoroughly enjoyed the freedom. We just loved watching her fascination with the flowers and the wind in the trees 🙂
We walked for around 45 minutes or so until Emma was tired of walking. When we got back to the car we weren’t quite ready to go home. Vince suggested we drive on to Winchelsea, as we’d never been, to see what was there. We were expecting a beachy/seaside touristy type of place.
We discovered that Winchelsea Beach is much as we expected with a great number of caravan parks.
But Winchelsea village itself is almost an entirely separate place. It is just beautiful, full of age and character and history. Vince and I were walking around dreaming up our ideal home here.
The church is the heart of the village and we decided to have a little walk around and then back to church. We found this perfect little nook against the church walls that was ideal to take shelter from the wind and eat our little picnic lunch.
Then it was time to take our worn out little lady home for a nap!
It was such a lovely morning, it wasn’t sunny or particularly warm even, but it was beautiful, peaceful and thoroughly happy 🙂
Those bluebells are gorgeous! I love the second picture of them because it almost looks eerie like they are floating flowers. Your daughter is a cutie pie!
That Church in the village is beautiful. I wish we had something like that around here. I guess maybe I should explore and open my eyes a little bit. You never know what beauty you have around you if you don’t look.
Hello! How beautiful those bluebell woods and all; it reminds me of the woods in spring around my grandmother’s home in Kent! Here I am stuck down in hot hot, windy, sunny France and longing to peep back home!
I’ve come across your ‘site because my daughter in law saw those cute little sandals and has asked me if I could make a pair for my tiny weeny grand-daughter Shyne.
Thank you for the beautiful memory!