This post is in collaboration with Visit Skåne who covered our flights, accommodation and expenses for this trip. All thoughts, opinions and images are, as ever, my own. If I close my eyes, I’m back in the limpid water, so clear that I can see crabs scuttling along the seabed, so deliciously cool that submerging my
Take me back to the misty clifftop dotted with bobbing pink blooms, where the wind whipped my face with salt, and the waves crashed down against the jagged rocks below.
In our kitchen, we have an oval Victorian drop-leaf table. It has been in the family since my father-in-law was a child, if not before, and it has seen a lot of action, and a number of homes over the years. It is definitely past its best, marked by mug stains, felt pen marks, fading
‘We need the tonic of wildness’ – Thoreau. Sometimes, when you just need to get away, the siren song of the sea calls to you, and the soft greens of the countryside beckon. This weekend, we left work, school and worries behind us and ran away to Ceredigion to stay in Owl Lodge at Sloeberry