Flowers

It was a beautiful morning for a walk with a clear blue sky and fresh breeze.The light was good for taking photgraphs.

Flora and Fauna

I read this week that the temperatures this August have been below average. This is the only month this year to be cooler than average. It has also been wet, as have eight of the past thirteen Augusts. As I have noted before this has resulted in very early signs of autumn.

Some of the photo’s I took this week reflect this but in others the bright green grass makes it look more like spring.

 

Walking along this valley a movement caught my eye and I stopped when this small deer came in sight. My stillness was rewarded when another one followed and I was able to take photo’s as they crossed to the trees on the other side, grazing as they went. As I was about to move on a bigger deer appeared. This one seemed more wary and after checking all around, it quickly galloped across the grass to join the others before disappearing into the trees.

Legoland

A couple of years ago I accompanied some friends to Legoland. Theme Parks don’t appeal to me but the model village constructed here is interesting and well worth a look. A team of people design and create these buildings and provide the maintenance throughout the months the park is open.

Here are a few of the photo’s I took, some of them almost look like the real thing!

 

Signs of Autumn

Walking this morning I was struck by how autumnal it looked. Weather forecasters tell us that meteorologically speaking, autumn begins in August, and although it is still July, there were definite signs of autumn everywhere I looked.

The fact that the day was overcast heightened this feeling as well as the strong breeze but also the beginnings of warmer colours amongst the leaves on the trees as well as an abundance of golden, dead leaves beneath them. I even caught sight of ripe berries in the hedges.

Here are some of the images I captured.

Osterley Park

I visited Osterley Park on a very cool June day that was in marked contrast to the high temperatures of the previous and succeeding weeks. Although it isn’t a huge self contained estate it has an impressively large house and extensive grounds.

Having driven along suburban streets and past Heathrow, with planes skimming the top of the car as they came in to land, entering the grounds seemed like stepping into the past. A drive threaded it’s way through verdant parkland with animals grazing and a range of old farm buildings.

Walking from the car park I passed a lake with lots of wildfowl and birds calling, but their songs were drowned out every few minutes by the roar of aeroplanes flying low overhead. Through the trees I caught a glimpse of the mansion, which looked blank and cold and contrasted sharply with the stables, part of which had been converted into a gift shop and restaurant. I was able to look round the ground floor of the house but found the insistance of the volunteer guides to explain every detail to everyone passing through, somewhat irritating. The highlight was a room without a guide but with a spinning top game that visitors were encouraged to use.

Osterley Park has often been used as a location for film and television including an early episode of Dr Who and films such as The Young Victoria and The Dark Knight Rises.

As it was such a chilly day I decided to have a warm drink before wandering through the gardens and thought that it would be a lovely tranquil place exept for the planes seemingly endless flight above.

 

 

Flowers and Views North Yorkshire

I visited North Yorkshire last weekend and was invited for breakfast at a ‘hidden gem’ near Crayke. The breakfast was delicious and included pancakes cooked in the way I remember from childhood.

The owner used to look after the Museum Gardens in York, and has created a beautiful natural garden around the cafe.

Here are some of the things I saw that day.

Farming

I recently had the rather surreal experience of attending my daughters Graduation ceremony amidst the pomp and splendour of academia followed by a trip to my roots in North Yorkshire. The two events couldn’t have been more different.

Although I have spent two thirds of my life living away from the region where I was born and brought up, as my uncle reminded me, ‘you can take the person out of Yorkshire but you can’t take Yorkshire out of the person’. It’s years since I felt that as strongly as I did last weekend.

My family have regular reunions but I think this one will go down in the annals of family history as one of the best as it took place on the farm that has been in our family for several generations. Four generation were present with ages ranging from ninety one years to the newest member, a four week old baby. My cousins were the hosts and along with their families had put in so much effort to make for an interesting and very different experience for everyone present.

The day dawned with grey, leaden skies and rain but it did little to dampen our spirits. Everybody present contributed food and the family caught up over a delicious meal.  A table covered with photographs, documents and letters had been set up illustrating the history of the family on this and various other farms we had connections with. Those old enough to remember reminisced, whilst those born more recently had the opportunity to compare the past with the present. Luckily the weather improved after lunch enabling us to enjoy the display my cousins had in store.

Walking to the stackyard memories of past visits resurfaced for many of those present. To children this working farm had appeared to be a vast adventure playground where they could climb stacks of straw or make dens, swing from ropes, and sit on machinery pretending they were old enough to drive. With imagination the bigger equipment became props in our games, taking the place of various craft, from pirate ships to stage coaches.

As I walked with one of my cousins I asked if they still had ‘The Old Lady’. This tractor holds a special place in the hearts of the family, being the first one the family bought as they made the transition from horse to engine power.  It came from George VI’s estate at Sandringham and they had seen it advertised in a newspaper. I don’t know how they negotiated to buy it but my uncle went to collect it, driving it all the way to it’s new home. I was delighted to see it still has pride of place and today was attached to a threshing machine, the fore-runner of the modern combine harvester.

While one of my cousins fired the Old Lady up, the other gave a talk and they both demonstrated how the threshing machine worked and what back-breaking work it was. The corn was put into sixteen stone bags, raised on a sack barrow then carried up the granary steps on a farm labourer’s back. Four, four stone weights had been brought out so that people could get an idea of how hard this job was. I can just remember when threshing machines were in use and how labour intensive the operation was.

After the thrill of seeing these machines in action we walked to a field where several vehicles were lined up for our inspection, some from the present day and some from the past. Some of us were lucky enough not only to be given a short ride on the machines but to actually go for a drive.

As people began to drift back to the house for dessert, my cousin took a handful of people round the buildings where there are various machines being restored. I thanked him for all the effort he’d put in to make it such a great day, mentioning that all he needed to complete the collection was a grey Fergie tractor like my father’s. Little did I know he’d kept the best till last, ushering me to the side of a building where he proudly pointed out just such a tractor. Telling me to go and sit on it, he then pulled the final rabbit out of his hat by telling me it was indeed my dad’s old tractor and a vehicle I was so familiar with, in fact the vehicle I learnt to drive on.

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Writing this I reflect that the day was so enjoyable because it brought back many happy memories not only of place but of people no longer here. As we age we are accused of looking at the past through rose-tinted spectacles but I feel that last weekend my cousins created new memories for a younger generation to look back upon, whether or not they give them a rose-tinted wash.

A Walk in Savill Garden

The heat and dry weather over the past few weeks has dried the land considerably but there was still plenty to see inside the gardens. I expected to see some birds but this pheasant was an unexpected bonus

The main building was designed to blend into the land and this is aided by a bank of beautiful wild flowers at the front. Inside, interior partitions have been removed and the underside of the roof can be seen rippling away in each direction from the entrance.

 

It was a hot day and the stream had almost dried up but there were things to be found flourishing outside in these conditions.

Inside the glass house I discovered more exotic plants although the temperature was barely higher than outside.

 

My final destination was the rose garden which has an elevated viewing platform. I believe that wall built along the boundary at this point was made from bricks recovered from London after the blitz in WWII.

A Shorter Walk near Virginia Water Lake

Using the same car park near The Wheatsheaf Hotel, I set off for a shorter walk near Virginia Water Lake. The photographs I took, compared to the ones in my last post,  show how diverse the landscape round the lake is.

My walk took me through a beautiful wood comprising of mainly of Scots Pine trees with lush green bracken beneath them. This part of the park is quieter and a favourite place for dog walkers.

Heading north I made my way across a grassed area to a shaded path through mixed deciduous trees, enjoying the birdsong that could be head there.

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I crossed a pretty bridge over a stream as I left the woods and walked towards the Totem Pole before making my way back towards the lake.

A Walk Round the Lake at Virginia Water

Virginia Water is an artificial lake at the southern end of Windsor Great Park. It was created in the eighteenth century by George II’s son William, Duke of Cumberland who saw the potential in a landscape that contained numerous streams. He had a dam built at the southern end of the park near the hamlet of Harpesford and dug out an area to form the lake. When it was first formed it was the largest area of artificial water in the country.

It is part of the Crown Estate and in the past provided royalty with a vast, private pleasure garden containing numerous strange and unusual buildings, most of which have now disappeared.

A severe storm in 1768 breached the dam holding back the waters of the lake, which caused much destruction downstream. A new and more robust dam was built in a slightly different location, causing the hamlet of Harpesford to disappear beneath the waters of the lake.

There are good paths all the way round on mainly level ground and I walked in a clockwise direction and passed the Cascade, a man-made waterfall built at the pond head. Unfortunately the water wasn’t running so what is usually a cool and attractive feature, looked sad and neglected, with stagnant water in the pool beneath.

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The Cascade 2017 and below how it looks in the snow

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The area around the lake has beeen used in many films including a fight scene on the cascades in Into the Woods, the Harry Potter films and the 2010 version of Robin Hood. King John’s castle was build on the Moated Island and a fleet of boats set sail down what was supposed to be the Thames estuary, but was actually Virginia Water Lake.

A little further on I passed the rather surprising sight of some of the ruins of Leptis Magna, which date from Roman times and were originally located at Lebida overlooking the Mediterranean to the east of Tripoli in Libya.

Although I couldn’t see it, a ride has recently been cleared between the lake and Fort Belvedere. This was one of the royal residences and home to Edward VIII. I believe he was residing there at the time of his abdication, and where he signed the letter relinquishing his right to the throne.

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The path took me through wooded areas with pine trees and bracken and a variety of wild flowers. At the north western end of the lake, the water looked still with a coppery coloured tinge to it.

I crossed the Five Arch Bridge near Blacknest Gate and turned to walk down the eastern shore.

I walked to the edge of the water along a path cut through dense bracken and realised I was standing on the side of a moat. Before the lake was formed a manor house had been built on a moated island. At a later date the south and eastern side of the moat were swallowed up by the lake. In the early part of the nineteenth century George IV had a fishing temple built on the island. I couldn’t see any sign of that but an attractive house, boathouse and bridge were visible.

As I neared the Punchbowl, one of the breathtaking sights of Spring, a red deer ran out of the undergrowth but I wasn’t quick enough to get a good photograph of it. I was surprised to see the Punchbowl valley closed but it appears this area is undergoing a replanting programme.

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Punchbowl 2017 and below how it looked in 2008

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My final interesting sight is the Totem Pole, which was installed in 1958. Given to Queen Elizabeth II to mark the centenary of British Columbia as a Crown Colony. It is made from a single log of a Western Red Cedar Tree from Canada.

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