We first came to Dovedale about five years ago.   We were amazed how well preserved it is, a pocket of deep countryside, stone walls, steep wooded valleys and old field systems, the first of the National parks, with no postwar buildings.   Since then, we have been coming regularly to the Dovedale Arts Festival, which was held four years ago in a barn and two years ago in a local hotel.   This year, it is again being held in a barn in open country north of Ilam.   We arrived as the sun was going down:

There is a horse:

After supper, I went out into the fields:

A young cellist, Natalie Clein, played two Bach cello suites.   The acoustics were surprisingly good.