Cornwall July 2015 – Trebah Garden

Trebah really is…

…an absolutely lovely place.

This was my third visit.

There is a huge variety…

…of beautiful…

…plants and flowers, but there’s also…

…a beach.

The perfect place for an ice-cream.

On a side note, I fell in love with this garden seat.

Cornwall July 2015 – (The Point at) Polzeath

The Boy and I have been in Cornwall for the last few days. We were staying at The Point, a golf club, restaurant, and holiday rentals near Polzeath. 

Now, I don’t know much about what makes a good golf course, but I do know a bonny spot when I see one.

I liked the look of the green keeper’s little vehicle. Just the thing for tootling around Eynsham.

Golf courses provide a great habit for birds, animals and plants, including these beautiful roses.

It’s only ten minutes walk from Polzeath beach…

…which is rather lovely.

France 2013(2) – Troyes

I have been a fortunate bunny on the holiday front this year, as a couple of weeks ago we headed off to my beloved Burgundy for the second time this year. On the way we spent a night (and a morning) in Troyes, and man I’m glad we did.

It’s a jewel of a place….

…with lots of half-timbered houses…

…wonderful public art (and a FABULOUS modern art museum)…

glorious cathedral

…quite the best municipal planters I’ve ever seen (inspired by Villandry?)…

…and dangerous women.

Finlaggan

Sometimes you just happen across a place. Thanks to Hamish Haswell-Smith we went decided to visit Finlaggan, the cradle of the Clan Donald, the Lords of the Isles.

In Loch Finlaggan are three artificial islands. You can walk to Eilean Mor (large island) – in the past there would have been a causeway to Eilean na Comhairle (the council island), where the Lord of the Isles would have been installed.

The ‘interpretation centre’ was extremely good, I especially liked the reception desk in the shape of a Viking long ship.
There were lots of lovely finds, including this Christ, a pilgrim badge from Rome, and a delicate buckle from a dog collar.
Walking out across the walkway gave us a good look at the flora & fauna of the peat bog at the loch edge.
Bog myrtle (I think)…
…water lilies…
…and ragged robin.
With views over to the ‘Paps of Jura’, this was a unique & magical place.

Turkey 2010 – Selçuk St John’s Basilica

Where to start in describing this amazing place?

It was an incredibly dull, grey day – but I hope I can give you an idea how beautiful it is here, at the site of St John’s grave.

As ever, I was delighted by the small details.

This is the baptismal chapel, I loved the circular shape.

I’m not sure what this is supposed to be, but I love the feet.

The site of the altar.

These columns are incredibly slender.

There’s quite a drop…

…which was made ‘safe’ by a retaining wall of geraniums!

Although the site is basically a 19th century restoration…

…there’s an amazing atmosphere here…

…this looks like it’s landed from space…

…here you can almost hold the sculptor’s hand…

…the first of many capital graveyards we’d see.

Most of all I’ll remember the strong sense of roses…

…and the peace.

Spring has Sprung!

After a Winter that’s been too cold, and too long (well for England anyway…I know you all have it worse in France/Scotland/Canada/USA etc. etc.), we finally had a lovely Spring day. As well as the brave snowdrops, we have crocuses…

…and fritillaries.

I admit that at the moment, my NEW BENCH isn’t in the most scenic of locations, but when the daffs are out, and trees are in leaf, it’ll be more of an sylvan glade.

Meantime, after mass this morning, I sat and enjoyed the sunshine…

…with tea…

…a book…

…and Maisie. Utter bliss.

They really are giant…

Aaah…the garden is lovely at the moment.

The sunflowers are doing REALLY well…

…here is husband for height comparison…

The Boy is 6’2″…so they really are giant sunflowers.

Robin’s Rose

A few years ago, when my Mum was ‘Gertie sitting’, my Dad came up to visit and brought us each a mini rose bush. I never seem to have much success with them, but this one survived. After a few years in a pot, we planted it out.

It never has many flowers, but they compensate for that by being a glorious peach.

That’s the lovely thing about gardens, they’re full of memories.