~In jeder Sprache wohnen andere Augen.~ ~I don't know where I am going but I am on my way.~

mercredi 10 octobre 2012

Late Summer Ballet Dancing

Between two batches of quince jelly, here are some pictures of Great Dixter taken on my way to Bristol. There was still a feel of late summer in the air whilst now and here, autumn has definitely arrived.

I always wanted to see Christopher Lloyd's garden and eventually managed it this time. It was certainly not the last visit and I also will encourage EG to join me to see the house from inside.
Photos are taken with the small Lumix.

As nearly always, there is a garden cat welcoming me :-)

The various flowers in the sunk garden seem even taller, such a stunning effect!

Everywhere it was humming and buzzing, what a huge playground for all those insects.

I love thalictrums

I love Salvias

What an absolute clever planting system of various flowers and foliage almost holding each other's hand.

Does this not remind the sea? I love that paving.

Suddenly, there is a formal part of the garden to be discovered:

But even the formal is not all formal

A classical long border

but turning round one sees that:

I really fell in love with the spirit of Great Dixter:

Suddenly again a totally different part of garden:

Also not only one kind but again, flowers

I didn't see the owner of this 'vignette':

Flowers everywhere!

Another example of the clever mixture grass/perennials

My kind of an inviting house entrance:

Those luminous gladiola were also sitting in a pot :-)

From nearly everywhere in the garden, a glimpse of the house can be seen

Close to timber outbuildings is an area of non hardy specimens

Those wee swallows were not really ready to fly the nest - will they have made it?

I wonder if all my garden strolls will start with its cat and end with its compost heap?

For not to let that happen, here is a picture of one of the nicest gifts I have ever received: hand stitched for me from a charming French girl in Bristol :-)

Merci pour ce tablier, Marion!