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':
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!