|Civilization = Tea at Avington Park|
When I think of England, it's often the landscapes I'm dreaming of. The cloud-filled skies that painter John Constable so loved.
On my most recent trip to England, my husband and I spent a lot of our time out in nature and surrounded by gorgeous scenery.
What follows is a photo-documentary of sorts. A sequential view of one late summer day spent walking out from King Alfred's glorious town of Winchester, and roaming into the rolling pastures along River Itchen. To my creative eye, the views of Hampshire that day represent the England of my dreams.
|The entrance to Winnall Moors from Winchester|
Our plan for the day was to follow the old pilgrimage trail, St. Swithun's Way, out of Winchester on the public footpaths. The Way goes north and east out of the town and heads first along Winnall Moors to the valley of the River Itchen.
It might as well be the country where in a distant fairy tale, The Wind and Willows takes place . . .
|Setting out on the public footpath|
|The River Itchen|
|August = Ripe Berry Season|
|Following St. Swithun's Way|
|St. Swithun's Church, Martyr Worthy|
|Baa Baa Black Sheep, Have you any wool?|
|An old mill|
|The mill race|
|Edwardian Day at Avington. Observe the vintage bicycles.|
|The conservatory, where tea is served.|
|Walking back up the long avenue.|
|St. Mary's Church, Kings Worthy|
|Still on the right path . . .|
|A long dark tunnel of trees|
|A lone swan on the Itchen|
|Back in King Alfred's capital city.|
|Hail, King Alfred, First of His Name|