Cold Cotes Garden at Harrogate and Littlethorpe
Manor, Ripon made a magical combination for an end-of-summer outing with a
coach full of friends on Wednesday this week.
A Footpath at Cold Cotes |
Cold Cotes is a small garden almost hidden between green hedges and twisting lanes – a delightful place where footpaths meander
through trees and flowers blossom as high as a person’s head. Be welcomed by the owner and hear how they’ve
renovated the house and developed the garden over the last eighteen years.
Drink coffee before exploring the garden; sit on wooden benches in shady
corners; read poems written by Ed Loft and soak in the peaceful atmosphere
before enjoying a really delicious lunch in their pristine café.
In complete contrast the second garden Littlethorpe Manor is a large estate offering 22 varied gardens and walks. Stroll under
the arches hanging heavy with ripening apples; gaze at the fountain between statuesque
trees; discover the pets’ graves in a small wood; walk round a lake with the
clearest reflections of the building and trees beyond it and wander by the river that
forms a boundary.
Already in August conkers are on the ground. A
gardener explains how one of the ancient trees was almost blown down in a gale but some
of it was saved and the damaged trunk is now a home for wild bees.
Continue across the grass and back to the Cut-Flower
Garden; listen to the gasps of surprise and appreciation as people look at the
beauty and colour of its beds. Even well known flowers are twice as high here as
in other gardens and the colours defy description. Congratulations to the head Gardener and his
wife with their very knowledgeable assistant.
We came away with memories of a wonderful day and a
coach full of healthy plants.
A lovely post - evocatively written as always. It made me long to have been there on the coach, The image of the ancient tree and its harvest of bees is so inpoirational, maybe that's what we are,. Ancient trees with our harvest of stories and poems, wx
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting idea. You might well be right, Wendy.
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