It was a beautiful morning for a walk with a clear blue sky and fresh breeze.The light was good for taking photgraphs.
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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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
The Cascade 2017 and below how it looks in the snow
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.
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.
Punchbowl 2017 and below how it looked in 2008
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.
Last week I visited the headquarters of the Royal Horticultural Society in Wisley, Surrey. Despite the forecast, it kept fine during my visit and I was able to take some photographs of the various displays.
As I walked round the extensive grounds I noted the tranquility of the location with the sound of birds singing and breezes stirring the leaves, but on the southern fringes of the gardens, the modern world intruded with the sound of a motorway filling the air.