We always have a fair share in deciding what to do on holiday. There are common interests to explore - such as looking at industrial heritage and drinking real ale - plus the selection of our own choices to visit together. I like NAH's noisy steam and he enjoys the peaceful contrast of a garden visit.
So our recent holiday in Shropshire saw us taking a return tootle up the line at the Welshpool and Llanfair Light Railway for him, plus a visit to Stockton Bury Gardens* for me.
NAH was so keen to get going on the Welshpool and Llanfair visit he completely overlooked our day was in danger of ending just after lunch. That was until I pointed out the tickets were day rover ones. I could tell NAH was keen to swap stories with the friendly train guard we'd met, so my company would really be surplus to requirements.
We agreed to part for the afternoon whilst he rode the train again and I walked into Welshpool to get to know the town a little better. I was just debating where to have my afternoon coffee and cake, when I spotted some rather grand looking gates and sign at the bottom of a side street.
|Once in the garden, the terraced borders have pictures of how Powis Castle looked in various|
decades, so you can compare and contrast with today's view. It's garden history without tears.
It was the entrance to Powis Castle estate...
... with a sign saying it was just a mile's walk to the castle and therefore the garden. I had just one and a half hours before I had to meet NAH off the train...
... so what's a girl to do when presented with the opportunity for an unscheduled extra garden visit?
Naturally, I took a leaf out of Charlotte's book and went round at a gallop.
|The terrace borders certainly had the wow factor, even in mid-September. I found huge cannas, bananas and|
aeoniums sitting comfortably alongside the late season stalwarts such as dahlias, salvias and fuchsias.
I decided to focus on the terraced part of the garden. The bumpily shaped giant yews leaning comfortably over the walls always give me a fit of the giggles and the late season borders were magnificent. NAH and I had thoroughly visited this garden** on a previous holiday in Wales, so I didn't feel I was being short changed.
Besides it also gave me the opportunity to examine the glorious pots more closely. These had only just been planted up when we last visited on a June day. I think you'll agree September is a fine month to see them.
|Yes, those fuchsias are in pots - burgeoning isn't a sufficiently descriptive word for Powis's pots.|
My walking and admission time may have cut my visit down to a mere 45 minutes, but it was still worth it.
|Whilst most of my views of the garden suggests it was still summer, |
this view in the opposite direction showed autumn wasn't too far away.
* = the season's ended at Stockton Bury for 2014, so there'll be a delay before I blog about it.
** = Powis Castle is a rather poignant place for us as this is where we received the call to say my MIL did indeed have dementia. It was one of those calls where you never forget where you were at the time. As this was in the part of the garden I didn't have time to visit - even at a gallop - I'm a bit relieved I didn't need to face that particular demon.
|A final look at some of the gigglesome yews and a tantalising glimpse of the formal |
gardens beyond the steep terraces. A place to take you the next time we visit.