hartley park farm

The lack of posts lately has been shameful – sorry readers, I’ve been rather under the weather, and am still finding it hard to muster the energy for anything in the evenings apart from Eastenders and a little snooze on the sofa. But today is a lovely Saturday, I’ve had my nap, and the Boy is entertained with Peppa Pig, so I thought I’d take advantage of the quiet and do a bit of catching up. Enjoy!

A few weeks ago, my Mum found a little advertisement in one of the local freepages booklets that comes through the door, advertising open days for a local farm. Immediately, I was interested – it’s no secret that in my future somewhere, there lies a farmhouse or cottage, a rural community, four apple-cheeked children (who never have tantrums and always eat their vegetables, obviously….), a couple of cats and a cottage close by for my parents. I like to think that one day, I’d be able to earn money writing and illustrating from home, and the husband will eventually earn the sort of money I think he’s entitled to. Either that, or on the kitchen table of my dreams lies a winning lottery ticket….! The place in question was Hartley Park Farm, and what really clinched the deal was that it was the home of Lavender Fields – a giant lavender farming operation, where four different types of lavender are grown and sold at the shop and local farmers markets. Lavender has been my absolute favourite essential oil and herb for as long as I can remember – I’ve used it in my bath to relax, on my pillow to aid sleep, and in a tissue to help me keep calm in stressful situations. The farm was just down the road from us, and we thought it would only take twenty minutes or so to get there – however, the sat. nav. decided to pack up half way through, and my GPS signal on my phone wasn’t much better. Cue extensive arguing from the Husband and I (while my Mum sat in the back, looking uncomfortable and trying to play peacemaker), much driving in circles, and then stumbling across the right road quite by accident.

As soon as we parked, and got out of the car, I fell in love with the whole place. We had to walk across a field, and around the farm to reach the lavender, which meant much tumbling over from the Boy and shouting, “wait! I just want to take a quick picture!” from me. The landscape was beautiful, and there were many old buildings and different types of machinery to satisfy my photography cravings.

The lavender fields themselves were spectacular – different colours and scents all jostled for attention, and I took so many photographs that it was hard to choose the best ones for this post. The fields were full of bees and hover-flies, which pleased the Boy no end – he is fascinated with insects and creatures at the moment, and spent a lot of time shouting, “bee! Bee! Come back bee!” and cackling with joy when they buzzed around him.

After we’d wandered up and down the lanes between the lavender, we walked towards the end, and down the edge of the field. I stumbled across another field next door, which I’m not sure was actually meant for public nosiness, but in the name of good photography, I crept across the boundary anyway. Rebel!

We walked down the side of the field, in an attempt to make it back towards the shop and car park, and it was then that I made the second wonderful discovery of the day – endless wild flowers and a marvelous collection of vintage vehicles, just sitting there. I clambered over some shrubbery, and danced excitedly towards a 1950’s bus – what a find!

Shortly after my excitement over the bus and flowers, it started to rain – little spots at first, but then harder and harder until it was running in rivers down the paths. We managed to make it to the shop, where I pored over lavender cookies, bunches of the dried herb, and everything related to lavender that you could possibly ever need. My lovely Mum bought me a bag of dried lavender, which means I now have absolutely no excuse not to start making the little scented bags I’ve been planning. I suspect there will be a few appearing in peoples stockings this Christmas….

Hartley Park Farm and Lavender Fields are open to the public when the lavender is in full bloom, usually two weekends a year. For more information, visit their website.


  1. Anonymous
    August 20, 2011 / 6:58 pm

    Lovely post – I really admire your optimism for a future of country living! The shots of the lavender fields are fantastic, as are the ones of the vintage buses and cars – what a find!

  2. KatGotTheCream
    August 25, 2011 / 7:17 pm

    Ahhh a girl after my own heart! I love lavender too. I was waffling about Norfolk Lavender on my blog a while back after our holiday. There's also a Lavender farm near York I believe so I'm going to head on over there soon for my fix.Sorry to hear you've not been feeling well.

  3. Eleni
    August 25, 2011 / 8:40 pm

    Dreamy! You've just reminded me we have a lavender farm here in Somerset which I've been meaning to visit…

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