Jo’s Monday walk : A lady and a folly

We’ve got our work cut out today, but I hope you’ll enjoy it.  We’re off to see a Northumberland garden with an Edwin Lutyens touch, but first I need to take you back in time.  It’s a warm, muggy day, totally unlike my last visit here when the biting winds cut through me and hailstones peppered my umbrella.

I was meeting a lovely lady, a poet and a craft worker whom I’d many times chatted to on the blog.  Though living in Brittany, Viv had a daughter in Northumberland and had suggested we might meet on one of her visits home.  Her choice of venue was Northumberlandia, at that time newly opened to the public.  In a particularly bitter March it wasn’t an inviting place, but the company was great and we valiantly struggled up the domes.

I wrote about that encounter with a smile on my face, little knowing that we’d never meet again.  In July 2016, Viv died suddenly, and my thoughts were full of her when I returned, to a much sunnier Northumberlandia, last week.

I hadn’t planned to visit, but the garden I had come to see belonged to the Blagdon Estate, who donated the land for this project.  The Ridley family have owned the estate since the 17th century, and Northumberlandia is in part an attempt to give back to the community some of the profits made through Shotton Surface Mine.  The story of the landscaping is a fascinating one, but now I’m going to leave the lady sleeping quietly and turn my attention to the magnificent gardens, just across the road.

You know you are amongst the landed gentry when the drive sweeps past a private cricket pavilion, with perfectly manicured lawn.  In the distance, russet coloured cows graze, the house sheltered from prying eyes by a stand of ancient trees.

Something entirely magical was about to happen.  Strolling beside the beech hedges which run the length of Lutyens’ canal, a rustling suggested a presence beyond the hedge.  Imagining the gardener not quite finished his chores in time for this Open Gardens event, I barely had time to register what was happening when out from the undergrowth burst a deer, in full flight mode.  With a graceful leap, he was beyond the canal and disappearing again into the woods.  I stood transfixed.

Nothing to do but continue into the formal garden, but I found it hard to concentrate.  My eyes were trained on the woods beyond, watching for movement.  Finally the walled garden distracted me.  Hard to ignore a couple of the beauties there.

But the fun was just beginning.  Behind a row of cottages, the Dene tumbles down to a stream.  Wild garlic carpets the banks and, following the tangled path through the undergrowth, your reward might just be a jewel burst or two of colour.

The path continues beneath the bridge, rounds a corner and there before you is a stately old viaduct.  A lovely fragrance surrounded me and I stopped to admire the vivid yellow blooms.  A gentleman asks do I know what they are and, with reasonable confidence, I declare them to be azaleas.  A lady disagrees, assuring us that these American rhododendrons are the only ones to have fragrance?  Jude is my expert.

Through a gate designed to keep out rabbits, the quarry lies in wait.  A sign declares that 6000 tons of stone were excavated in the 18th and 19th centuries to construct buildings on the estate.  I love the way it has been turned over to nature, with just the odd quirk or two.

The gardens were extensively remodelled in the 1930s by Sir Edwin Lutyens, whose daughter Ursula was married to Matthew White Ridley, the 3rd Viscount Ridley.  Some have stood the test of time, while other areas are a little unkempt.  It must be an enormous task, taming a 27 acre estate such as this.  One more treat in store, before we retire for that hard-earned cuppa in The Clockhouse .  A figure of eight walk takes you around the lake and across the stepping stones.  A chapel folly peeps through the trees, and in the distance a Grade II listed temple.

I hope you’ve enjoyed our walk this week, and I’m sorry if it was a little lengthy .  There are some extraordinary photos of Northumberlandia you might like on the Blagdon Estate website.

No walk from me for the next 2 weeks, because I shall be in Poland and then visiting my daughter in Nottingham.  I’ll try and keep up with you where I can.  Meantime I have lots of lovely walks for you to browse.  Many thanks to you all!

Lady Lee was very swift away this week :

Skywatch Kew Gardens

Melodie has some quite beautiful walks.  I’ve selected this one because I haven’t done it and I love coastal walks :

Hike Whitehaven to St. Bees, Cumbria, UK

Suzanne finds a quiet corner of England for us to join her for a wander :

Neighbourhood Walks : Windlesham Arboretum

Debbie travels to the most interesting places, and we’re very lucky- she takes us along :

Arty Wanderings in Hongdae

Susan has a knack for taking me just where I want to be :

Walking Golden Gate Park, San Francisco

Short and sweet, with Janet :

Monday on the Riverwalk

Lots of recipes at Jackie’s place, in case you’re hungry :

Baked goods

You never know what you’re going to find at Jesh’s, and that’s part of the fun :

City Walk

Another city, and one that’s always full of action.  Let Indra be your guide :

Hong Kong…..Walks

Fast or slow, you can’t go far wrong with Drake :

Quick steps in Strasbourg

I was followed recently by Tamar at Hike O Therapy.  Doesn’t ‘a Cornish gardener hiking through Northern Spain’ sound interesting?  Take a look!

Urkulu : A nature reserve and lake in the heart of the Basque Country

I have enormous respect for long distance walkers.  This week I had the pleasure of meeting John, for a friendly drink.  Cheers, John!  :

Nimrod

Eunice has a scalded foot so walking must be painful, but still she takes us to a lovely spot :

A local walk to Smithills Hall 

This one from Candy just scraped in before I hit the Publish button :

Serpa in the Alentejo

And this is a lovely way to finish, hand in hand with Pauline and Jack :

Surprises on the way home….

Enjoy your last day of the Bank Holiday if you’re in the UK, and to all of you, enjoy your walks!  Take care till the next time.

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  3. This is great, the garden for it’s colour, planting and paving – you can tell Lutyens had a hand in it, and Northumberlandia is absolutely heavenly. What a very special memory of Viv. Your photographic eye is developing at a rate of knots now honey x:-)x

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    1. Thanks, darlin. You are kind. This has to be one of the most romantic, lovely gardens I’ve ever been to. It was quite a week because we went to Cragside too and I overdosed in lakes and rhodies. 🙂 🙂 Have you heard from Meg, at all? She went down with the lergy at the weekend and I’m hoping she’s well again.

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  4. I love those unexpected brief connections with nature (i.e. your deer). Interestingly, although my first reaction is “did you get a picture?”, I’m also aware that a photo of these fleeting, wonderful experiences can never do justice to what you’ve just seen. I prefer to remember an experience in my mind’s eye rather than have a poor, blurry photo! Lovely post by the way, as always!

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  8. Despite my NE roots I haven’t heard of the Blagdon Estate or Northumberlandia. I followed the link through because I was sure it must be by Charles Jencks and it is – we’ve visited several of his landforms in Scotland. I would like to see his own garden which is open once a year: however, apparently the traffic queues are miles long and my need is not that desperate! Both on my radar now and hope to go some day. Enjoy your travels!

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  10. Love that old bridge with the yellow flowers. I do sometimes wonder what a blue sky would create the subdued natural colour of England and our photographs. Thanks for the sharing my link Jo.

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    1. It would have been luckier still if I’d raised the camera in time, Cathy, but it was an amazing moment. 🙂 🙂 Viv’s daughter was going to publish an anthology of Viv’s poetry but I never heard any more about it. I’ll have to see if I can get in touch. In spite of that it was a fabulous day. I meant to find your Photo Challenge and link up but I forgot this morning when I was trying to get the post up. I guess there’ll be other opportunities, but not for a while.

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      1. Yes, that would have been lucky, but sometimes those special moments are not meant to be captured on camera. I hope Viv’s daughter does publish her anthology of poetry. Hopefully you’ll find out more soon.

        My next photo invitation will publish on June 7; it’s not even written yet as I’m still settling in and have a lot to catch up on. I’ll link it to that one if you like! 🙂

        I see you’re going on some travels soon. I hope you have fun. Will you see Meg in Poland? And how nice to go visit your daughter! Have a great trip. When do you leave?

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      4. Meant to add that I fly out Sunday and hope to see both Meg and Gilly that day- if I can find them! 🙂 Staying the night with Meg, then bus to Dad’s village. Couple of days with Jadwiga then train to Krakow and Adam’s family. Home Sunday, midweek to Nottingham, then the day after I get back we’re going to Tavira for 8 days. June will fly. 🙂 Thanks, darlin!

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  13. Fabulous walk Jo, we love a folly. In fact my Jo is a little obsessed with them, we always have to hike off somewhere off the beaten track if she sees a folly.

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