We have enjoyed many benches over the years, a simple sit down with a Mint Cornetto often providing the perfect respite from the day's stresses. This has never been truer than on the day we found the bench that inspired us at the top of the hill in Combe Martin, Devon. A bench that continues to offer a resting place for the young, old, weary and well-travelled. A perfect place to rest your muddy boots. This blog is an attempt to capture the simple majesty of those moments in pictures and words.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
The Living Bench
Apparently this took 10 years to grow. The bench that is, not the beard.
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