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Six on Saturday – Not My Garden!

I visited Trelissick Gardens this week for a walk around one of our favourite stomping grounds. I had hoped to find some early Daffodils but they aren’t ready to bloom just yet. There were, however, Snowdrops, Camellias, Magnolias and Azaleas in all their glory. Come for a walk with me……..

1. The Main Lawn

The main lawn

2. Magnolia

Magnolia tree

Magnolia – close up

3. Snowdrops – I wish I knew which ones these lovely tall ones are. Ours flower when they are barely out of the ground! Perhaps one of my lovely readers can help.

Tall Snowdrops

4. Beautiful Hellebore

Hellebore

5. Rhododendron or Azalea?

Rhododendron or Azalea

6. The Tower at Trelissick Gardens, a National Trust property.

The Tower at Trelissick

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Posted by mybeautfulthings on January 26, 2019 in Beauty, Cornwall, environment, garden, nature, Photography, Postaday 2019

Tags: camellia, Hellebore, National Trust Garden, The Tower at Trelissick, Trelissick Gardens

An Autumn Walk in Trelissick Gardens

31 Oct

After lunch in the Trelissick cafe with a lovely choir friend, I went for a delightful walk around the gardens in the warmth of late Autumn sunshine. Please join me in the gallery. I am enjoying the macro feature on my new camera – to see the detail, please click on any photo and zoom in, especially on the enormous bee!

Feasting squirrel

Robin

Hydrangea?

Feather against the green

Lichen

Seed heads of Olearia Macradonta

Chaffinch

Skeleton Hydrangea flowers

Collecting nectar

Autumn colour

I searched for a new, to me, poem about Autumn and came across this one which suited today’s experience perfectly. I hope you enjoy it too.

A Day In Autumn – by Ronald Stuart Thomas

It will not always be like this,
The air windless, a few last
Leaves adding their decoration
To the trees’ shoulders, braiding the cuffs
Of the boughs with gold; a bird preening

In the lawn’s mirror. Having looked up
From the day’s chores, pause a minute,
Let the mind take its photograph
Of the bright scene, something to wear
Against the heart in the long cold.