A Warm Winter’s Night

Now don’t get us wrong, we love camping in the summer – blue skies, bright bunting, sunshine (sometimes) and green, sweet-smelling grass, but being outside in the winter is something else altogether.


Harsher, yes, but somehow more beautiful too, and our freshly whipped meringues of  tents look simply stunning against solemn winter skies.

With this in mind, at the end of last year, we decided to take advantage of an unusually clear December, pitch a Wild Hare Belle in a wild Anglesey forest, and cook up something flame-licked and delicious.

4We enjoyed steamed mussels (recipe to follow on the blog shortly) and then toasted marshmallows (little Petal took to carrying one of hers around in her hands and kissing it every so often)


and stayed outside the tent until well after dusk.


Stories around the campfire carried on long after the packet of marshmallows was empty.


And then it was time for bed.