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vox-anglosphere · 1 year
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A church gate welcomes all in the market town of Stow-on-the-Wold
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North Doors (13th century CE) of St Edward's Church, Stow-on-the-Wold, Gloucestershire, England, flanked by trees.
These doors are also known as ‘The Yew Tree Door’ or ‘The Hobbit Door.’
It’s no secret that the ancient and magical yew trees of Britain have guided us for centuries and are shrouded in an air of mystery. 🌳
St Edward's Church is a medieval-built Church of England parish church, serving Stow-on-the-Wold ('Stow'), Gloucestershire.
It is an ashlar Cotswold stone Norman church, its parts dating from the 11th or 12th to the 14th century, except for its tower and clerestory of the 15th century.
A tourist attraction, it is among 98 Grade I listed buildings in Cotswold (district), a mainly rural district having about one third of the total of Grade I listed buildings in Gloucestershire.
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black-arcana · 1 year
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St Edward’s Church, Stow-on-the-Wold, Cotswolds, UK [x]
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vintagecamping · 11 months
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A traveller and his companion relax on the way home from Stow on the Wold Horse Fair.
England
1988
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hollowmoor-game · 10 months
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Hi friends!
Hope you’re all well. We had a very inspiring visit to the Cotswolds recently, and wanted to share some photos with you from the adorable chocolate box villages we visited. It’s definitely boosted our motivation massively!! We’re currently working on writing quests and finishing up some game mechanics, like potion making. We’ll also add more cottages around Hollowmoor, these characters need a place to live!
If you like these sort of behind the scenes updates / photos let us know! 🧙‍♀️
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okay. I want everyone to be aware that when grian filmed his audible ad bit sitting on that bridge he was about 100/200 metres away from the entrance to Birdland. And he didn't go in to BIRDLAND. It is full of pesky birds. He's meant to go in there. They've got parrots and penguins and flamingos and everything
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lifeimitatesart1998 · 9 months
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A weekend in the Cotswold
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Morning Glory has discovered some flowers.
In Stow-on-the-Wold, in Gloucestershire, England.
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bicrowav-e · 15 days
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new form of entertainment: zoom into some random place in england and look at the place names
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i mean just look at this. Bourton-on-the-water. Moreton-in-marsh. Stow-on-the-wold. Guiting Power. Little Rollright. LOWER SLAUGHTER. I could do this all day
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octobersociety · 8 months
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St Edward’s Church, Stow-on-the-Wold, with its Yew Tree guardians.
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witchesaandbitches · 7 months
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Stow-on-the-Wold Cemetery. Cotswolds, UK.
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livesunique · 2 years
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Sezincote, from Stow-on-the-Wold, Gloucestershire, United Kingdom
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frontinus · 1 year
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St Edward’s Church, Stow-on-the-Wold, with its Yew Tree guardians. Tolkien’s doors of Durin.
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lunosphere · 1 year
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Guy Warner — Stow-on-the-Wold from the Swells Road, oil on canvas
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poisonivy206 · 1 year
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back to december (all the time)
Elain x Lucien (T) | Read on AO3
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First and foremost, the happiest holidays and a wonderful Christmas to the lovely @writtenonreceipts​, whom I’ve had the honour to write for this year, as part of the ACOTAR Secret Santa Exchange! 💖 @acotargiftexchange​ 
What started as Christmas fluff in the English countryside turned into a bunch of angst, but I feel like that’s still somehow representative of the holidays?? Nonetheless, I promise there is a happy ending and some Christmas magic to come still. The fourth and final part of the fic will be posted on New Year’s Eve, just in time for my personal favorite night of the year. 
Writing this has been an absolute joy for me, and I’m so glad it introduced me to you. I hope you enjoy it! All the love!
Many thanks and much love to @iftheshoef1tz and @houseofhurricane for their help as betas allll the encouragement ✨
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back to december (all the time)
They are old friends, you could say. In the way that people who grew up in the same small town in the English countryside are. In the way that people who’ve known each other for longer than they haven’t are. In the way that people who’ve seen each other grow and change and fall apart are. But they’re not those people anymore. The Elain and Lucien standing here now haven’t known each other for years.
Lucien is always searching. Elain is afraid to be found. When life happens, they have to find themselves before making their way back to each other. Thirteen years of twists and turns, hard decisions, old dreams, and new hopes.
elucien | modern AU | teen & up | 3/4 parts
I. december 1996
When Elain steps into her childhood home for the very first time in two years, music is already playing, and tinsel, gold and silver and all kinds of sparkly, is spilling out of at least half a dozen boxes scattered over the hallway floor.
There are four pairs of boots drying on the rack, which must mean that everyone else has already arrived to Stow-on-the-Wold.
Elain had hoped she would beat her sisters and their husbands here, have some time alone to mentally prepare for the days to follow, but despite the anxiety blooming in her chest, she can’t help but smile.
She hasn’t seen Feyre and Nesta in months, although they all live within a ten-mile radius now, and the last few times they had met, she had been in a rush, or tired, or upset with Graysen.
She still is. Tired and upset with Graysen, that is. But she’s missed them both like crazy, and at least for a few moments, it feels like that’s enough to take her mind from everything she left back in London.
When Feyre had called her, only a week ago, and asked if she were willing to come home - home home - for the holidays, she had immediately said yes, all the reasons she usually avoids Stow pushed to the back of her mind in favor of a week away from her job, her relationship, her neverending list of responsibilities.
A loud crashing sound in the back of the house stops her train of thought before she sinks into sorrow, and annoyance, and Oh God, I’m just avoiding my life away—
“Jesus fuck,” Elain thinks she can hear, and the following huffs and puffs, desynchronized and loud enough to be heard from where she stopped at the entrance, tell her Rhysand and Cassian must definitely be struggling in the living room.
“Elain! Finally!” Feyre squeals from the kitchen doorway.
Before she knows it, Elain is pulled into an uncomfortably tight hug, her sister’s lilac and pear perfume enveloping her, making her chest light up with joy. She wraps her arms around Feyre’s shoulders, trembling fingers digging into her back, and tries to blink the moisture away from her eyes.
By the time they untangle, Feyre is the one actually crying, big fat tears making her appear younger than she is. Elain gives her sister a once-over, and her breath catches when she reaches Feyre’s round stomach, barely covered by the cream jumper she is wearing, her seventh month of pregnancy obvious in every possible way.
She’s known Feyre and Rhysand are having a baby, of course. She had been there when Feyre had made the announcement, all their closest friends gathered around their giant living room; but seeing her now, like this, makes everything painfully real.
“Oh my god, you’re so pregnant,” Elain lets out on a breathy laugh, eyes wet again.
What she means to say is I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I’ve missed so much.
I’m sorry I haven’t been there to see this happening.
Read in full on AO3.
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Cotswold Garden Tea Rooms in Stow on the Wold, England
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