Tag: Photography
Strolling the garden in the wood
National Trust Knightshayes invites you to ‘Discover magic in the woods’. Apparently its garden in the woods, created in the 1950’s, is the only one of its kind in existence. I walked there on Sunday, when I found this little path, leading away from the formal garden. 
and found myself in a world that was magical indeed, it felt like anything could happen. 
There were ancient giants, 
some with arms outstretched to catch you.
Funky seed heads,
Bark that Meg would like to stroke.
Delicate froths of fluff.
A giant sequoia
and an elegant maple.
This little walk was enchanting, rich in texture, colour, light and shade. Birdsong filled the air, as did the fragrance of years of fallen leaves on the ground. I hope you enjoyed the garden in the woods, perhaps you’ll go one day. I’m sharing it with Jo, for her Monday walk. Join her here.
Blooming Knightshayes
Yesterday afternoon I dodged the showers and went to Knightshayes, a National Trust property near Tiverton with my friend. I haven’t been for a couple of years, and even then I’ve only visited the walled kitchen garden. the formal garden is beautiful and apparently it has the only ‘garden in the wood’ in existence. For now though I’m just showing you a gallery of some of the plants I liked best. If you click you can see a bigger image.
Do you have a favourite? Enjoy.
Rooftops, lichen and the Tate cafe
I recently posted photos of St Ives, and Jude commented on the abundance of lichens on the roof tops, a sign of clean air. She is our expert on Cornish towns and gardens, especially the far west, and hopefully she will post some photos to compare our take on the roof top views.
We both have photos taken from the cafe of the Tate gallery, the one above was an attempt to use the panorama setting on my phone. It seems to have concaved a window that I thought was convex. Never mind, the view was perfect, as was the food, quiche with salad and Pimms jelly with cucumber sorbet!
If you go back to the inside café there are views of the town and the bay.
Now you can see those lichened roofs.
Nelson has a home here as well, his gang can be seen all over the town.
And I rather liked this colourful little deck garden. I wonder if the people living in these cottages get any privacy, they must be so photographed.
This wordless Wednesday photo was taken from the café as well, the depth of field created a rather odd perspective.
A symbolic bridge
Bridges, they cross rivers, roads, railways, and valleys and borders. They can be built of stone, wood, rope and metal. Their symbolism is vast, at birth as we separate from mother, as transition points throughout life, and into the unknown of death
‘That is the road we all have to take, over the bridge of sighs into eternity’ Soren Kierkegaard.
We speak of building bridges instead of walls when relationships have broken down .
We all have favourite bridges don’t we? this is one of mine. It’s a Clapper bridge and if you’ve ever travelled across Dartmoor in Devon there’s a fair chance that you’ve stopped and admired it.
It’s believed that it dates back to the 13th century to enable pack horses to cross the river Dart. Personally it symbolizes a connection with that distant past, a walk back in time. How many feet have walked across it since those ancestors laboured over its construction – from slabs of granite? How much or little has that landscape changed since then?
How would you photograph a symbol that has meaning for you? that’s this week’s photo challenge, perhaps you’ll join in.
Explore through the door
Who can resist peeping, certainly not me!
This is my second post for the door challenge at the Daily post this week.
Wordless Wednesday
There are lots of Wordless Wednesday to be found including,
A Bench for July
Jude’s bench challenge this month is ‘unusual detail’. I’ve had each month’s topic in mind when I’ve been out and about this year and I found this one in early April. It was up a little alley in Glastonbury, opposite a shop, and to be honest I wouldn’t choose to sit there when there are so many cafes and places to people watch in that colourful town.
That’s another post I must get round to – some pics of the streets in Glastonbury, its a hippy dippy place even when it isn’t festival time.
If you have a bench with unusual detail, maybe you would like to join Jude’s challenge?
Weekly Photo Challenge : Door
Cheri at the Daily Post says,
A door is an everyday thing, yet is often a symbol — of a beginning, a journey forward or inward, a mark of one’s home, or even a step into the unknown.
I love photographing doors and I fell for this decaying beauty at St Ives last weekend, I must have known I’d need it!
”I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I’m not afraid to look behind them.”
― Elizabeth Taylor
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
dancing white daisies
pretty petals curling down
June ballerinas
Lucid Gypsy 