~In jeder Sprache wohnen andere Augen.~

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!