The ancient meadows of Kingcombe were the first port of call on my short break to Dorset last week. I stayed in b and b accommodation in the heart of the meadows for the first two nights.
 I have visited the meadows before in summer when there is a remarkable display of wildflowers, including many orchids [see my entry of June 13th. 2017]. By September the flowering has largely passed but the wonderful tranquility of the place remains.
 It felt very much like the last days of the Indian Summer we've been having, with a tangible sense of autumn in the air. Dusk was particularly evocative of the changing of the seasons; the meadows at twilight were enchanting.