Not for me a place in the sun but a a quiet and peaceful location in the hills, with a view of a lake and fields of sheep.
So we set off to our retreat with our old dining room table and four chairs in the car, along with our waterproofs and walking boots on the overnight ferry to the UK.
The hills have held a magic for me that has never faded I love to climb up and look down at the countryside below me, I love the way the clouds swirl around the hill tops. I love the way the light changes as the rain clouds blow across the sky and at this time of year the colours are especially beautiful.
This weekend the weather was kind, and for once I did not need my waterproofs.
I am looking for many more days of walking with friends and family over the next few months and lots of inspiration for my felting.