This may not be my wildest post, but it comes with good wishes for Christmas and the new year. Mrs Pretty's entrance to Tranmer House in the grounds of Sutton Hoo may not be the wardrobe-entrance to Narnia...
...but there is something rather lovely about it all the same. If you would like to see who lives on the other side of the door, you can click here...
Those of you who have followed my blog over the years will know that I am fascinated by shepherd's huts, like this one at the foot of the viewing platform for the mounds at Sutton Hoo. You can even see some sheep in the middle distance, with Tranmer House beyond.
And this photo above is a close-up one of the residents...
Sheep on the hillside
lay
Whiter than snow
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Whiter than snow
Shepherds were watching them,
Long, long ago.
Then from the starry skies,
Angels bent low
Singing their songs of joy.
Long, long ago.
Angels bent low
Singing their songs of joy.
Long, long ago.
For in a manger bed,
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Cradled we know,
Christ came to Bethlehem,
Long, long ago.
Anon.
16th Century Gascon Traditional Carol
