Thorp Perrow Arboretum was a popular destination for many people yesterday. A father kindly moved his pushchair so that this view was unobstructed -
The leaf colours glowed in the sunshine.
There were plenty of places to sit and admire the colours.
The light through the trees was magic; piles of dry leaves positively insisted we kick them up; berries and other stranger fruit were attracting much insect attention; there were fungi to see as well as next year's buds already waiting for the longer days to return; the lake had a swan and at least one 2-foot trout - perhaps the metal heron in the shallows kept the real ones away.
One area is devoted to trees with interesting bark. This is a plane tree (requested a few days ago) -
And DH's favourite Acer Griseum -
There was a Hallowe'en Trail, ghouls, ghosts, witches, skeletons, and this chap in the lake -
The tea room provided us with coffee and lunch. As we returned to the car, we spotted something different -
A 1929 REO (American?); the sign in the window asked that the vehicle be treated like somebody else's wife - look but don't touch.
Back home for tea and cake - a brilliant day out.
4 comments:
What a lot of treats!
Thinking about potted hollies, we need something chunky in a pot on our newish front terrace, are they very tricky? (Le Houx, our address, means the holly tree, so it would be appropriate.)
It's only the watering that's a bit of a pain - when it's hot they dry out quickly. And now they are too big to re-pot, they need feeding sometimes.
Thanks for the plane tree Stitch. I like them so much I have a pair of trousers in that pattern.
The birds don't notice me so much.
Thank you for yet another interesting visit that I will never get to make in the flesh! BTW, we have absolutely wonderful Arizona sycamores along our high desert streams, which are, I'm told, the precursor to the famed London plane trees.
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