The Cotswold hills in late spring were a vision of timeless English majesty. Nestled within a secluded valley near Chipping Campden, Thorne Manor stood as a testament to four centuries of architectural grace. Built from warm, golden oolitic limestone that seemed to glow in the midday sun, the Elizabethan manor was surrounded by three hundred acres of private parkland, ancient cedar trees, and walled gardens bursting with white peonies, lavender,…
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