As I promised this morning - after a bit of shopping in our little market town - I went along to look at this little church.
The approach is down a country lane with just one farm on it - and then suddenly the little church comes into view, nestling amongst the trees. Carry on down the lane, past one cottage and then pull into a driveway with the most imposing gates (this church is part of an estate). Walk down the lane bordered with rhodendrons in bloom and wild flowers just going past their best - forget-me-not, pink campion, buttercups everywhere. Suddenly you are at the church gate across a little bridge over a stream edged with ferns. The only sounds are the sounds of bird song - the scene is one of utter peace. Hope you get that feeling when you look at these photographs. Enjoy!