By chance we were passing through Ivinghoe on the way home from Bletchley Park. Taking the scenic route we stumbled on a windmill sitting in a golden field with the most magnificent of sunsets.
Pitstone Windmill

By chance we were passing through Ivinghoe on the way home from Bletchley Park. Taking the scenic route we stumbled on a windmill sitting in a golden field with the most magnificent of sunsets.