Not so far from Tythebarn House is Holmepark Fell, or is it Newbiggin Crags, I’m never quite sure where one ends and the other begins. Either way it’s a beautiful walk on a crisp, snowy, winter’s day.
It’s there you’ll find the sheep in almost perfectly-parted coats.
Continue reading “There’s Snow Underfoot on the Fell”
Just a gentle stroll beside the Lancaster Canal on a January afternoon
….. with camera in hand ….
Continue reading “Along the Hedgerows of Holme”
“Morecambe Bay… a wild place…a big place …a place of infinite skies and endless colour…”
……so begins an inspiring video of this area by 2020Vision.
Just these words are enough to stir the heart of any nature lover. But be warned, watching will have you visiting us here at Tythebarn House very soon. The kettle will be on and the warm scones and home-made jam ready to welcome you to our magical corner of the world.
Image: Sunset from Sandside by Vic Brown
Morcambe Bay Nature Partnership have put together a selection of Nature on your Doorstep Guides to help you plan your trip and discover the nature of Morecambe Bay.
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“Did you shake the Sloes?” is a daily question once the clocks have turned back at Tythebarn House, referring to the autumn ritual of reaching up and shaking the sloe gin bottles. A little sip from time to time doesn’t go unnoticed, “leave some for those cold winter walks.”
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It’s a stormy Saturday morning , the fire’s crackling and glowing in the wood burner at Tythebarn House B&B, the leaves on the Russ have turned the most glorious autumn colours, the clocks have turned back and it’s time to bake Yorkshire Parkin.
There’s something comforting about the rhythm of recipes through the seasons, and this one, reminiscent of bonfire night as a child, fits with November. We had a family bakery, so it was Dad who came home from work with the soft and sticky Parkin for tucking into after hot dogs around the bonfire.
This year mine has three days to mature before the 5th, when we wrap up warm, walk down to The Smithy Inn for the village display, then back to feast on Cake! The slightly crisp top turns sticky and soft and the spices mellow and combine with treacle to give that unforgettable ‘bonfire night’ flavour. Continue reading “Sticky Parkin and a Log Fire.”