Three years ago this week, I guess it’s Throwback Friday
I’ve been again and it of course it was perfect, it just never disappoints. I’ll let the photos show you.
Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Three years ago this week, I guess it’s Throwback Friday
I’ve been again and it of course it was perfect, it just never disappoints. I’ll let the photos show you.

Dried up and washed up
left barren on the seashore
beauty still lingers

Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve done Julia’s challenge, I’m a bit rusty.
This is what she has to say.
With November well on it’s way, we are seeing many celebrations – bonfire night, Remembrance / Veterans Day, Diwali and soon Thanksgiving. Picking up this theme the prompt for this week’s 100WCGU is a photo of a bush in my garden. For me it signifies the blazing light and colour of the season.
And the photo,

A Somme Rescue
Helen took some coffee to her brother as he worked in their mum’s garden.
‘David’, she shrieked at him, ‘what’ve you done? That was Granddad’s favourite shrub, he brought the cutting from that cemetery at the Somme. Mum’ll be heartbroken, stop.’
He brought the fork down hard on the exposed roots.
‘It’s dying’, he said, tossing the shrub in the wheelbarrow, ‘look in my boot.’
Six healthy young plants made her smile, ‘David you . . .’
‘Propagated enough to share with all the family, yes. Just in time, it wasn’t thriving, high PH.’
A small tear trickled down Helen’s cheek.
It was a friends birthday back in September and we always have a day out for hers and mine. Busyness tends to delay our trips for a few weeks and this year was no exception. Finally we picked October 30th, but the birthday girl could not think of anywhere to go. Hooray, that meant I was forced to decide! We set off on a damp, grey morning, heading north east from Devon, driving in and out of Somerset, Wiltshire and Dorset, before arriving in Hovis town, that’s Shaftesbury. After a pootle in some very tempting shops we had coffee and toasted tea cake, then hit the road again.
We don’t do things quickly, so it was 2.30 by the time we reached Stourhead with howling tummies. A quick bowl of soup later and we were ready to roll.
Despite several visits to Stourhead, I’ve never seen the 18th Palladian century mansion that is surrounded by the world famous Henry Hoare designed garden. I’m sure it must be beautiful, but the grounds win every time. The centrepiece of the garden is the lake, with Gothic buildings, and classical temples dotted around the paths.

A first glimpse of the lake.

and we take the path on the right towards the summerhouse.

The sky was too grey for good reflections, but never mind.

The Pantheon across the water looks closer already.

I wish I’d been able to capture the shimmer of the leaves beneath the water.

We’ve crossed a little part of the dam and there was the little island with it’s tulip tree, Liripdendron Tulipifera, in all its golden splendour.

I like the gentle tilt of these trees.

These still had plenty of scrunch!

Some subtle shade,

and an assortment of hues.

Then the Tulip tree from a different angle.

The temple of Apollo.

Stourhead even has a grotto, here I’m looking out from it towards the bridge, where we began our walk.

Such tranquillity.

You may remember the bench at the front of this pretty little house, the colour was spectacular here.

This is the Pantheon. In 2014 some major restoration work took place, ensuring its future for another couple of hundred years, and it looks magnificent.

I really love that Tulip tree!

But just look at this beauty.

Now we’ve come full circle. The cloud had lifted slightly and it was time for tea and cake in the National Trust café, much deserved even though it wasn’t a long walk. Did you have a good time? I hope Jo did and I wonder where her Monday walk will take us.
For Ben Huberman, in response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Ornate.” A photo of such a small part of the Sagrada Familia can only give you a little idea of how ornate it is. Or is it? It definitely isn’t gaudy, just sheer elegant beauty.
This is my take on ornate, join in with your photos!

A few weeks ago I left you here,
and promised to return, this is why!
A few years ago I heard about Fado on a travel documentary programme and was intrigued. Travelling to Portugal, I hoped to hear some. In my previous post I’d been wandering around Tavira and found the Igreja da Misericordia by accident. The custodian at the Igreja told me there would be a performance that afternoon for a mere five euros.
We arrived in good time and the custodian gave us the best seats, she was expecting a German coach party, so before the onslaught there was time to take photos.
The audience assembled and waiting to be entertained.

The Portuguese guitarist was superb,


Then Sara Goncalves began singing, the moment the first note came from between her lips I was hooked. Her voice was so powerful and passionate I could only stare, amazed and totally entranced.
I have no idea how such music could come from such a young woman.
Apologies, I’m going to add my second youtube this week, only my third ever. Watch from around 14 minutes in, I think it has to be experienced live, but try to imagine Sara’s voice echoing around the Igreja. I learnt a bit later that Fado com Historia are based just around the corner, but I think the acoustics in the church were about as good as it gets.