Photos taken over three days.
Our apple-tree in evening sun.
Captured on dashcam, a bomb in Westonzoyland, close to the old wartime aerodrome.
Rush hour on the Somerset Levels.
The Welly-boot monument on the Blackdown Hills way off in the distance.
A Hawk near Glastonbury
There’s a whole lot of kissin’ going on. Mistletoe slowly strangling a row of trees.
The leaning tower of … Puxton Church.
Our little camper van and the disembodied hand of my Auntie/MiL at Burrington Ham where we stopped for a 99 (soft ice cream in a cone, with a chocolate flake). We passed The Rock of Ages at the bottom of Burrington Combe on the way up.
Bristol Airport.
It’s there, right in front of you, with a 'plane on the roof of one of the buildings.
Touchdown!
Another one on its way in.
… and another.
Blagdon Lake, one of Bristol’s water supplies.
Compton Martin Mill Pond where we stopped for a brew.
One of the locals out for a swim.
Don’t drink the water. (That’s what it says on the side of this double pump).
Millpond sluice controls.
Wisteria covered cottage.
Village Church and school.