Spring has truly sprung and the Studland Peninsular is covered in a profusion of yellow gorse as far as my eye can see. The warmth of the hazy sunshine helps to release its natural vanilla and coconut fragrance – heavenly.
The National Trust cafe is overflowing with visitors – and its not Easter yet.
It’s doesn’t take me long to find quietness. I follow the sandy trails and wind my way through the dunes and dry heather to the view point and look across the bay to Old Harry rocks , gleaming white against a silver blue sea.
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