The first set of shots from yesterday. The more subtle colours.
The changing hues of the hydrangeas as they begin to go over in the first one caught my eye.
View across to the pinetum. In the foreground you can see a meadow of pincushion flowers. The hum from the bees was incredible.
Nymans seems to be able to blend architectural plants with the more familiar perennial ones seamlessly. I was very taken with some of the dramatic forms of the individual flower heads.
This is the view of the house that I love the most. It was partially ruined by fire in 1947.
More photos to follow tomorrow.
Arilx
The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Life's a gas
How about this for a rather splendid upcycling of an old gas marker and some stray lego. Now repurposed into a flat number plate. One of th...

-
"I told you I was ill" When the church refused to let Spike Milligan have those words upon his grave he had the last laugh and had...
-
Someone somewhere has decided that I'm going to be encountering dragons on my two wanderings this week.🐉🐲 Fortunately the baby one is ...
-
During the difficult months back in the Spring David and I had one of those 'what the hell moments' and booked ourselves tickets to...
No comments:
Post a Comment