The view from the back door sweeps away into the distance over terraces and farmland and the prone conifer on the left makes a green waterfall onto the grass. There was very little time between rain bursts and exploring the lovely gardens was impossible.
There are hundreds of acres of parks and gardens around the hall and there was a craft fair, a polo match, and sculptors at work as we scuttled round. The terraces, ponds, herbaceous borders, walled rose garden, sculpture garden and plant shop all called, but the rain never stopped.
I shall have to return on a dry day to do the gardens justice. It is less than an hour away.
Can anyone beat this for a "back" door?
Cheers Gillian
3 comments:
This was great but I wanted a pic of the Calendar girls, the plastic bag against the rain, and perhaps a shot of the one who need the bigger buns!
Oh heck. I've had too much wine....
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There is a pic of the calendar girls coming to you and no-one else,
Cheers Gillian
What a gorgeous estate! We have nothing like that here in the United States. Okay, so there have been lots of imitations, but not the real thing.
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