Kelly-Marie Burdekin: Farrs Meadow

Glow worms, roses, goat walks, wild flowers, deer sightings, river swimming, soaring buzzards, and magic sunsets... summer at Farrs Meadow.

I am under no illusion that I overuse the word magic, but in this case I can not think of better way to describe this special place.

The definition of magic: 'beautiful and delightful in a way that seems removed from everyday life', to me that is Farrs Meadow and we all need to be removed from everyday life every once in a while.

Just outside of Wimborne in Dorset, perched up on a hill overlooking the breathtaking Stour Valley, surrounded by Elders and antient Oak trees, the meadow is now home to a converted stable, yurts and a gypsy caravan nestled in amongst an abundance of wildlife including my two best boys Bernard & Boris (the goats).

Positioned just minutes away from the River Stour's wild swimming spot at Eye Bridge and a short walk across fields to the fairytale thatched hamlet of Pamphill and it's famous little pub.

David and Luds are the lovely owners who have cleverly converted horse boxes into hot showers and compost toilets. They will deliver your luggage by quad bike and make you pizza in their wood oven on wheels.

All of these pictures are from a beautiful weekend away with Kate for summer solstice, a perfect place to celebrate nature and the longest day.

We stayed in Kate's bell tent but you can have the choice of bringing your own tent or staying in one of their more luxurious options, including the beautiful bowtop gypsy caravan which I will introduce you to in my next post.

To find out more about camping at Farrs Meadow visit their website here or follow them on Facebook and Instagram.