There’s an atmospheric beauty to the Cotswolds as we roll into winter, with mists settling in the valleys, snow falling on the hillsides and hazy winter sunshine casting the honey-coloured Cotswolds stone in soft light.
Golden cottages with pink roses round the door, cascading streams, mossy grass grazed by lazy cattle, undulating hills that disappear into the distance
It’s as if the sun itself pours out of the golden stone of the North Cotswolds, from the curved terraces of Chipping Campden’s High Street – the most perfect in England
