Baddesley Clinton

It was quiet.
The sun was gorgeous, but it had clearly poured earlier as every wooden bench was sodden.

It clouded over but to wander in their woodland, and to appreciate the immaculate vegetable garden with scarcely a soul in sight was very special.

Flowers were in abundance, but I saw so few butterflies - a couple of whites and a gatekeeper or two. This is normally so alive with bright butterflies. 

Luckily, and reassuringly, there were lots of bees. 

My blip is of a straight front view. Normally there are people, vehicles and other things in the way. 

And I couldn’t resist a couple of extras (since I leaned how to delete old ones.)