I stayed in a cottage on what is referred to in Dartmoor as a medieval farm. These farms are rambling assemblages of extended homes, barns and outbuildings. Hurston Cottage was recently renovated and the only real remnant of the past was the well in the floor of a room off the kitchen which was covered over with a thick piece of glass.
Wild daffodils were out , but I didn't manage to catch the vibrancy of the bright yellows. Time for me to investigate masking fluid and gum Arabic, I think.
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