Still somewhat a country girl at heart (after spending my teens desperate to escape the seeming confines of open space), one of my favourite places to go in Bristol is St Werburghs City Farm. The route I take to get there cuts through allotments and brings me out by the pig pen. Sometimes it's easy to feel like fresh air doesn't really exist in a city, even a green, leafy one like this. This walk always reminds me and brings me back down to earth. These photos were all taken in October, on my first visit to the farm.
|St Werburghs City Farm cafe - it feels like a hobbit hole!|
|The house in the middle of the allotments.|