Matara Labyrinth

In truth it wasn't likely the picnic would happen. The thunder and lightning sped across us last night but left a landscape of looming low cloud and drizzle. Nevertheless, we met up with Charlie and Rory's family for a relaxing wander through Matara; a gardened parkland retreat and event venue up on the Cotswold escarpment near Tetbury.

It's not a place I know at all well, and it was lovely to see some of the tree plantations and the spiritually imbued essence of the place. We came across the labyrinth and had a slow meander through it (although, not as slowly as I generally walk labyrinths when alone).