Shaped by centuries of makers and millworkers, Tetbury House is for the mother grounded in a hand spun wool coat, and for the artist whose grandfather built the marriage bed where love still rests.

Your stock pot boils on the stove.

Dovetailed by timeless design, memories of honey colored cottages surface astride your stepping stones as you cross the creek. There is no turning back.

Welcome Tetbury House, home.