Although the weather was cloudy, Exmoor still showed us it’s many delights and why so many of us can’t help but return.

Artistically formed hedge-banks of ancient pollarded Beech, bedecked with swathes of primroses. The promise of bluebells to come, everywhere.

Rolling hills with interesting hedges, red soiled fields contrasting with sharp green pasture. Moss and lichen hung trees tell of the moist climate.







Once as abundant as the buttercup, this engaging wild flower was used to produce a rather […]