November really is flying by and the festive season is fast approaching. This weekend I visited Nunnington Hall which is a stunning Yorkshire Manor House.
Whilst I loved the house with its stunning display of miniatures, my favourite part was The Wishing Tree. Call me naive, but I didn’t really know anything about wishing trees before now. However, I’ve learnt a little more and I’m really quite taken by it.
A wishing tree is used as an object of wishes and offerings. Such trees are believed to have religious or spiritual value. There are many all around the world but this was my first experience of seeing one. The colours of the ribbons were really lovely. It stood out, attractively, in the crisp autumn day.
With the Wishing Tree at Nunnington Hall, you attach a piece of ribbon and make a wish. Now, I can’t say what I wished for, but I really enjoyed taking part in this small aspect of culture and tradition. But above all, I hope all the wishes of my lovely followers come true.
I was also able to get super close to this handsome fellow! He was right by my car door!
Big love xxx
Hope you’re well. It’s all full on at work again hence the slight absence here, but I’m back!
This weekend, my lovely friends and I went back to Bruges for our annual trip. It was more incredible than last year. You may have remembered my post last year: here. This year was slightly different. We had an amazing walk around, taking in all the sights and scenery. It was so good for the soul, honestly. We wanted to see parts we didn’t get to see last year. We were helped by our friends at a chocolate shop. (I say friends because they recognised us from 12 months ago!)
Bruges has to be one of the most beautiful cities I think I’ve ever had the privilege of visiting. The buildings, the trees, the people, all of which are incredible. The history is fascinating; something which I need to look into more.
The autumn leaves littered the streets and danced to the ground. The colours were amazing. I’m so pleased I’ve seen them when they’re crisp and crunchy, just before the rain gets them.
Other than the obligatory eating of the chocolates and the waffles, and drinking a range of examples of Belgium beer, I did buy some Christmas presents. However, I did treat myself to a gorgeous handbag and a beautiful painting. You can’t replace the feeling a place gives you, but you can keep those memories close to you by having little reminders.
So, I hope you’ve all had an amazing weekend. Make sure you’re making lots of time for yourselves to rest and recover. Memories are such treasures too.
Big love all xx
Can you believe it’s November already? I’m wearing woolly jumpers and thick scarves. I’ve started my Christmas shopping and I’m reading an awesome wintery book too! I’m full on embracing it.
Yesterday afternoon, I had an amazing opportunity to see and experience the fallow deer at Charlecote Park with one of their Park rangers. I wrapped myself up and dug out my wellies ready for an adventure. If you’ve followed my blog for a while, you’ll have seen various posts about Charlecote Park. It’s one of my favourite National Trust places. Deers at Dusk was an experience that I will never forget.
My photos aren’t amazing; the deer were a few hundred yards away and I only had my beloved iPhone, but I cannot emphasise how magical this was. I felt so at peace, so excited and yet tranquil. I know it sounds ridiculous. I left feeling that that ranger had the best job in the world. Those two hours I spent walking around was bliss. Learning about the fallow deer whilst seeing them content in as close to their natural habitat was really special.
The sun was setting which created beautiful skies which matched the scenery and glorious Victorian building.
The park have four types of deer and unbelievably we saw them all. The rutting season has just ended so there were a few young with their mothers. The antlers are so impressive on the older stags. They really are like a badge of honour. They are such beautiful creatures.
Enjoy the start of November guys!
Big love xx