Springridge Farm closes for the Winter season as of Christmas Eve. I wish it didn't though as it's the perfect destination if you need a change of scenery but don't have a whole day for frivolity as it's only a ten minute car journey away. Once the groceries were all put away, The Heiress, my husband and I piled into the car and drove along one of the country roads out to the farm. Lazy snowflakes fell in the morning but for the most part it was simply a plain old crisp day with grey skies. Pulling into the driveway though was like entering a Winter wonderland with evergreen boughs decorating the rail fence and an open fire filled the air with woodsmoke. Stepping into the warm shop we were welcomed with the delicious aromas of Christmas spice and baking.
After a delicious soup and sandwich lunch, and a bag of three cinnamon swirls for later, we weaved our way past the displays and groups of children admiring some toys. Just as we reached the door we noticed Santa was visiting and we tried our best to stifle belly laughs as a poor little boy sidestepped away from the man in red. The look of terror and bewilderment on his face...well, you have to be a grown-up to see the humour don't you. Anyway, it was a lovely outing and if we're lucky we can squeeze it all in again once more before Springridge closes for the season.