A woodland walk

It’s been a while since I had an urge to go to the woods. I’ve no idea why I did, but I did - and it was a good urge to follow up on. Even now, looking at the photos to create this post has been a good thing. Though obviously not as good as being there in person.

Petts Wood is relatively close by to us, but it’s a twenty minute car journey. We visited in October, so the photos are probably greener than it currently is. Even though it’s just over seven miles away, and somewhere we’ve driven past many a time, this was the first time we’d stopped, and the first time it was our destination.

starting our woodland walk in Petts Wood

We’d thought ahead and put our walking shoes into the boot, and changed into them before heading along the paths. But then again, not that clever enough to remember they were still in the boot of the car when we went food shopping just before Christmas. Finding them innocently there with a trolley load of shopping was quite a discovery.

oak leaves in autumn

I’m a fan of bracken anyway, but this view I could just keep breathing in. Maybe I should set that as my desktop wallpaper - though in reality, I don’t often see the wallpaper on my laptop as it’s covered by many layers of open windows.

looking across the bracken
a goblet tree (in shape)

The trees were fascinating too, and it’s true that the more you look, the more you see. At first glance the tree above looks an unusual shape, but looking more closely you’ll see that the horizontal part is actually a fallen tree that’s continued to grow towards the light, just in a slightly different way to when it was vertical.

The other thing that amazed me is that we’re less than twenty miles from central London, but the picture below could be much further afield.

open countryside and a path alongside
bricks in the path

These two photos represent how important it is to look down, as well as up. MOH was whinging that I was walking too slowly, but there was too much to see to race around. Perhaps if it were a place that was more familiar he might have a point.

looking up into the trees
funghi on a fallen trunk
markers on the trees

And as we headed back to the car, the markings on the tree to the left definitely made us smile - it summed up our mood too.

Calm and swirls in the Mediterranean garden at Houghton Hall

It’s hard to think that it was only four months ago when we escaped to a Norfolk cottage for a short stay. It seems much longer than that at times, and so much has happened since then, mostly Covid-related which needs no further comment. We were lucky that we were still able to go, and while we were there we made the most of where we were.

And that included a trip to Houghton. We carefully planned - or snuck - a visit for on our way home, and I think we covered every blade of grass while we were there. It had been wet, and so we were prepared with our walking boots. Less prepared when we found them in the boot of the car a month or so later, but you can’t have everything all of the time can you?

in the mediterranean garden at houghton hall

The main reason for our visit was to see the Anish Kapoor exhibition - which was fab - but I was also keen to spend some more time in the walled garden. This garden - the Mediterranean garden, is part of that, and while you can’t see the walls trust me, they’re there, behind the hedges.

swirled hedges with a hedge surround
symmetry and deep water

It’s the swirls of the hedges and the tranquility that appeals. The calming colours of the bench, the terracotta pots and the green of the plants, but it’s also the symmetry - it feels the ideal place to sit and while away a stressful day, in the right weather of course.

a bench with a view

Though keeping such a space looking so good is I’m sure no mean feat, if it were mine I’d need an attentive gardening team just so I could sit and enjoy those swirls. Not going to happen is it, but a girl can dream!

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A garden by the beach

We’re virtually travelling again in this post, this time to Sesimbra just outside Lisbon. We visited in July last year, and like many other things it feels such a long time ago. We’d had a few days in Lisbon before starting a walk from Sesimbra, but while we were there we explored a bit. There was a suggested walk up what looked a very steep hill, so instead we messed around on the beach, took some photos with the ‘town letters’ - that’s for another post though, and stumbled across a garden by the beach. And with sculptures too.

blue skies and lilac blooms

I think after a pretty grey week here I needed that burst of colour. I remember at the time I couldn’t quite get over the the vibrancy of them. And that was even before I spotted the unusually shaped, white building.

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Looking back towards the beach the orderliness amused me, only now looking at these again am I reminded of the decorative posts at the top of Hunstanton’s cliffs. More uniform, but not as artistic though.

markers on the beach

And with sand.

You can feel the warmth in the picture below, can’t you?

spiky ferns

And isn’t it great!

sculptures against the sky

We left the beach wandering through a zig-zag path. Only when we were at the top did we spot the statues, neither of us were very sure about them.

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But the views, they’re something special and took our breath away. And won’t it be nice to be able to travel again properly, whenever that is?

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