There’s a quiet magic that takes hold of our magical little hotel this time of year. As the mountain mist clears and the air turns sweet, the Hazelnut Inn begins, slowly and beautifully, to wake-up.
If you were to peek over the garden walls this week, you’d likely spot Becke tucked away in the courtyards, busy at work. She’s currently hand-selecting and planting this year’s annuals, ensuring that every corner of our private gardens — from the whimsical burrow of the Under Hill to the regal courtyard of our new Copper Crown Suite — is bursting with fresh life and colour.
We can’t wait for you to see what’s growing.
