‘A Play Unfolds’ - George Scott Rides

‘The days felt as if they were ripped from a book. This theatricality seeped into the whole experience – as we rode through the hills, lunches would appear in the landscape as if a curtain had been pulled back. And we spent the night at Taramona, a part-ruined farmhouse aglow with candlelight’

Words by Emma Latham Phillips 
Commissioned by Lodestars Anthology