The magical village of Wield

In which we escape to the English countryside for a weekend with friends and are able to avoid our phones and (temporarily) forget the enveloping darkness that our homeland is lurching into…

Wield weekend(Everything about this village = dream life to the max)

The Yew TreeDogs in pubs, dogs everywhere! #heaven

Wield weekend

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And a glorious day at Manor Farm.Wield weekendWield weekendWield weekendWield weekendFinnWield weekendWield weekendWield weekendWield weekendWield weekend

The most charming pub in the world, probably

On our drive back to London from the Lake District, we decided to take the tiniest tour of the Cotswolds, which was well worth it, even if we were only there for a few hours. Guion found a 17th-century pub called the Ebrington Arms and it, and its general village, did not fail to enchant.

The Ebrington ArmsThe Ebrington ArmsThe CotswoldsWe ate out here, in the gardens:

The Ebrington ArmsThe Ebrington ArmsAfter dinner, we strolled around the village for a bit.

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I left with a very powerful urge to get back to my garden (and to acquire some of those climbing English roses) and with the thought of how much my mom would love this place (Mom, let’s go!). The CotswoldsSam, looking forward to getting back into our (temporary) Mercedes:

The CotswoldsThe perfect ending to a perfect holiday with the Bushes.

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