by Ann Lethbridge
Just popping down to the garden to mow the bridge, dear.
I've no idea if this bridge was always grassed like this but I found it fascinating.
There are all kinds of interesting surprises and views at Stourhead. It really is a feast for the eyes, and if you've a mind to satisfy your appetite then join me on my walk.
It is a long one, with all kinds of winding trails.
Now what is this I wonder? It is the next surprise as we meander around the lake. More about the what it is later, but you must admit it is an intriguing tumble of ruin set amid the trees on the edge of the far side of the lake.
Once more, and completely by happenstance, my framing of the picture is quite elegant. Now I do wish I could paint a picture like that. Look at all those different shades of green. It would make a wonderful jigsaw puzzle too. Let us stroll on a littler further
And what is this we see on the hill yonder, a mausoleum? A temple?
Difficult to tell from here. But cast your eye over the array of colours below. The rhododendrons in full bloom.
Imagine having a view like that in your back yard and wandering around it in your sprigged muslin on the arm of a gentleman dressed in skin-tight pantaloons and a snowy white cravat.
Goodness I think I need to sit down and take a breather. I feel quite warm and my stays are suddenly tighter than they were when I left home.
Let us just sit and admire the view together. I have given you some mysteries to observe, which I promise to unravel later in our walk. But there is much more to see before then.
We will continue our walk next time, Happy Rambles.