GRESGARTH HALL

July 8th 2012
We spend the last few days of our trip to England in the town in which we grew up. It has not been a good summer for the west coast of England but still look how beautiful the flowers are in our friend's garden.

One of the gardens that is within a short driving distance of our home town is Greagarth Hall, the home of Arabella Lennox-Boyd. It is open infrequently but it happened to be open on Sunday July 8th.We hoped that the weather would be favorable for our visit.

GRESGARTH HALL
Gresgarth hall is the country home of Sir Mark and Lady Arabella Lennox-Boyd. Arabella is a well know and much acclaimed landscape architect who has exhibited and won at Chelsea. Our first visit to this garden was in July of 2009. You can enjoy some different photos of this visit here.
If you are like me an arched doorway like this just beckons.

Someone rushed over to say it was the private area of the garden. I managed to snap a photo of this stone.

Looking back at the house from across the lake.

Imagine my excitement when I saw the owners of the house and garden coming towards me. I just had to introduce myself. They were kind enough to let me take their photograph. You will notice the mark of a true gardener. Arabella has some weeds in her hand.

One of the garden rooms at Gresgarth has some incredible pebble mosaic paving.

Herbaceous borders.

The vegetable garden is vast with every kind of fruit and vegetable.

Willow fencing around the asparagus bed.

Neatness and order everywhere.

A garden shed in lakeland stone with the necessary rambling rose and a bee house on the wall.

Gathering peas must be quite easy when there are pathways in between all the rows.

This bench must surely have come from Italy, the owners country of birth.

Those rows of rhubarb forcers which I always lust after. Even if rhubarb can only be grown as an annual in Texas a few of these pots would add a wonderful decorative feature to the garden.

The inviting front entranceway of the hall.

We sit for a while on one of the benches in the gazebo overlooking Artle Beck.

The bridge over Artle Beck.

We cross to the other side to look back at the gardens. One last view before we head off towards Manchester airport for the night and our flight back home. It has been another wonderful visit to the land of our birth.