It can though. Forty eight years ago today, there we were, young and innocent, getting married! We have just had a lovely day out visiting a garden in the Dartmoor area and then having a fantastic lunch in a nearby hostelry. The under gardener managed to find a super garden, Winsford Walled Garden, he did well, I thoroughly enjoyed it. It has been an historic productive garden from 1890’s but abandoned during the war.It has been recently restored and records show that it was formerly an exotic flower garden.
I could tell straight away that this was going to be a good one.
There were a few conifers mixed in with the perennials, everything was very discreetly staked, after all the rain that we have had, without staking, lots of the flowers would be flat like mine!
Such a super big group of Alstromerias, I wonder if mine will ever get to be like this?!
The planting was superb, large groups of any one flower, with shrubs and trees in between.
Lucifer and friends certainly draw the eye!
This is such a beautiful dwarf Agapanthus, only about 2ft high, nothing was labelled and I couldn’t find the owner later to ask what a few of the plants were.
Pots of Eschevera had been sunk into the border, I’m presuming that they will go into the greenhouse over winter.
What a beautiful blue this Eryngium is, I do wish I could have found out its name.
I’m wondering if this is Francoa, with the pink flowers. If it is, they are 3 times the size of mine!
The remains of the Victorian glasshouses have been turned into a herb garden.
The Bamboo grove has 15 varieties of bamboo, some of them huge, 40ft high.
Amongst all the different bamboo, there was a huge Gunnera manicata, it dwarfed me!
We made it through the bamboo jungle and are now at the back of the house.
In a damp little corner we found some Sarracenia, pitcher plants. We had a look but couldn’t see any flies in there, maybe like me, they were waiting for their lunch.
We were now in the area with the restored Victorian teak glasshouses, two huge ones. One for tomatoes and the other for exotics.
The cannas were huge, they put my new ones to shame. These though are in huge pots so must be quite an age, or at least, that’s what I’m telling myself!
As well as the Cannas there was a Strelitia, Bird of Paradise flower, the last time I saw one of these was in Maderia, but they were growing out of doors.
Also there were some Plumbago capensis plants. I used to have one in the conservatory here, but no longer unfortunately.
I took this photo to remind me to move my Persicaria Red Dragon. Mine is absolutely pathetic with just one stalk, I don’t think mine liked being under water for a while last winter. This one is magnificent!
We are almost back to the house now, just one more area to explore.
Round the far side of the house was where they had their hosta collection.
There were only a few holes visible in their hostas, they were looking very good indeed.
One of my favourites, Zantedeschia aethiopica, such a smart looking plant, it always looks so elegant.
I think this large yellow/green hosta must be Sum and Substance, it is supposed to be slug proof but mine is riddled with holes this year.
That is the end of the garden visit, it was now time to find the Inn where we were booked in for lunch.
We had a fantastic lunch at Bearslake Inn in the village of Lake, in the north west corner of Dartmoor, a lovely old Devon Longhouse with lots of atmosphere. It was formerly a farm and cottages and the restaurant where we had our meal used to be the stables.
This was my lovely starter, a seafood platter with locally caught crab and prawns, delicious! I’m afraid I was enjoying my food so much, I forgot to photograph my other courses! The Inn prides itself on producing good, fresh, local food, it certainly was wonderful!
We took a scenic route home after our beautiful lunch, although any route is scenic in Devon! The road we chose crossed Dartmoor and these are a few of the Dartmoor ponies that live on the moor all the time.
The ponies are rounded up each year so that the foals can be marked with each owners mark, apart from that, they are wild ponies and can wander anywhere on the moor, so care has to be taken while driving.
It was a truly wonderful day, the under gardener really excelled himself with the choice of garden and the inn for our lunch – thanks R, it’s been a good 48 years!