It was time to see the snowdrops

Helen says: 
"Despite having a little puppy rushing round the cottage trying to cheer us, January proved such a cold, damp month we all needed something to dispel the gloom that this wretched month had infused into our lives.  Even Buster hates January and spends most of his time tucked away in the far corner of the airing cupboard, only moving now and again when he believed food is being served.
So - with the arrival of February we decided to visit the charming little Cotswold village of Filkins which is but a few miles from Burford and the Cotswold Wild life Park.  It's here that wild and cultivated snowdrops grow in abundance in fields, lanes and gardens.
No trip to Filkins is complete without first visiting the Five Alls, an 18th century Brakespear pub that serves the best food for miles around. The beer, including Oxford Gold is pretty good too.

Barnaby places his paws under the table

The delicious fish and chips

Snowdrops

Barnaby surveys the scene

We go for the fish and chips, beautifully served.  The fish is always so moist it melts in the mouth and the chips so crunchy and crispy you find yourself wishing for more

Our walk took us from the Five Alls, down a green lane, across a couple of meadows and towards the Cotswold's Woollen Weavers Center. Along the way we encountered the most beautiful display of wild snowdrops. They were so prolific, it actually looked as if the ground was covered with snow. Although I knew the snowdrops would be there, having seen them often over the years, the sight of them is so breathtaking it still has the power to take my breath a way.


This was Barnaby's first Cotswold walk, and his first sight of snowdrops.  The little fellow loved it, ran round and round the field, jumping in the air like a little lambkins with all four feet off the ground at the same time. A delight to watch.


Leaving our car in the Five Alls car park we began our walk by turning left on leaving the pub and walking the main road until we came to Rouse Lane on the left hand side - a red pillar box marks the spot.  Walk this lane and you will soon encounter the snowdrops.  A stile on the right hand side leads to the first meadow and a right hand turn at the end when you reach a hedge takes you to meadow number two and then the Weavers Centre.
  A lovely little winter's walk, which is but a mile long".