Cilla’s Village Garden Walkabout.
At a First Friday at the end of last year people were asked for their ideas on how to make more use of the village hall. I did suggest dancing lessons which haven’t been followed up but after a couple of glasses of wine I suggested visiting each others gardens. To my surprise, quite a few people agreed and so, after some organisation and coercing, I gathered together 13 gardens and 10 cake makers and yesterday afternoon we set off on our village “nosy” Luckily it stayed dry even if the sun wasn’t in evidence. We started off at the houses on one side of the main road, many of which are large old farmhouses and, as you will see, large gardens with great views. I am disappointed that I couldn’t capture the colour very well, I think I am better at wildlife, but it gives you an idea of the diverse styles of gardens.
This is Paul’s Himalayan Musk rose climbing a tree. The photo just doesn’t do it justice.
I love these little seating areas.
I was surprised how many people keep chickens. These houses are on the opposite side of the road with smaller gardens.
The next one is my friend’s beautiful cottage garden and her neighbour with the only thatched cottage in the village.
On to my road now. I was so busy telling people what certain plants were called that I forgot to take any photos so here are some taken earlier in the week in the sunshine. OH said the cats were sitting inside looking amazed at the garden invasion!!!
Off down the close and round the corner.
5p.m., feet aching, raging thirst and back to the village hall for much needed refreshments.
The last photos were taken on the way home. This is an ex council house garden which the owner really wanted to open but her husband wasn’t happy to be invaded so she kindly gave me a private viewing. It was gorgeous, broken up into three areas. At the bottom was the veggie and fruit area with more chickens, I didn’t photograph the middle garden as the washing was hanging out! The garden near the house was ornamental with a little pond, just delightful.
By then it was 6.30, I was exhausted but very happy and trotted off home to feed the kits and have a lovely cold glass of wine. I hope you enjoyed your garden visit from the comfort of your chairs as much as I did.