Repton and his business

It is the bicentenary of the death of Humphry Repton, he of the Red Book fame. There are many events organised and gardens gates opening throughout the year. This piece was so interesting that I am reblogging.

The Gardens Trust

HAPPY NEW YEAR!  If you hadn’t already realised 2018 is Repton Year, when we’re commemorating the life and work of the last great landscape designer of the eighteenth century.  Unlike the Festival for his ‘predecessor’ Capability Brown there is no great central nationally funded organization. Instead Celebrating Humphry Repton  will be a collaborative effort, which, even though although it can’t match the funding of CB300,  looks certain to match the enthusiasm and spread of interest nationally.  County Gardens Trusts and other groups will be arranging events around the country throughout the year to celebrate Repton’s work. You can find a list – continually being updated – at this dedicated webpage on  The Gardens Trust website.  If you would like to get involved or receive updates email repton@thegardenstrust.org. The more people who join in, the better the celebration!

And of course the blog is going to play its small part.  Repton has…

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Timber Hill, an autumnal flush of camellias and fungi.(85)

October 15th was a glorious sunny Sunday and I was among several visitors who enjoyed an NGS open day at Timber Hill near Chobham in Surrey. Stepping through beautiful Autumn crocus Colchicum speciousus ‘Conqueror’ it is hard to believe that something of such beauty can be quite so poisonous.

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Looking from the terrace of the house where statues surrounded by tiny pink roses dance and play, there was a definite feel of summer not yet over and a circle of Campanula fills a crack in the paving,

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and pots are full of vibrant fuchsia, petunia and verbena. Even the sweet peas still look colourful, green and fresh.

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Walking across the lawn I find a twiggy pheasant perched up in the Mulberry tree and for a brief moment mourn that my own fine specimen back home was recently felled by a storm. Wind chimes alert me to the present and for a very brief moment I hit fame as a visitor recognises me as “the blogger”. She is one of the Berkshire team, a county whose support in this project has been admirable.

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The owners have lived and gardened here since 1951.The well-kept borders are full of colour; clumps of Tradescantia jostle for position next to Skimmia,

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and the tall feathery plumes of Miscanthus appear silvery white.

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Close by a butterfly, a Comma takes the opportunity to open its beautiful wings and bask in the sun.

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There are several out this afternoon, Commas and Red Admirals together enjoy the drooping berries of the Himalayan honeysuckle Leycesteria formosa. 

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The garden softly merges into parkland. A Roebuck created by Cotswold based artist Katy Risdale (http://katerisdale.co.uk/) stands amongst the young trees, an area that helps link the garden to a maturer plantation further away.

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The chunky leaves of Quercus affinis, an Oak from Mexico, appear scorchingly orangey red in the sunlight.

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The feathery leaves of this large Maple are only just thinking of turning,

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whilst this younger cousin Acer palmatum ‘Atropurpureum’ is already a fiery red

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The woodland is not just about Autumn colour; there are over 200 camellias planted here. Not to be confused with the japonicas which flower in Spring, the Sasanquas, introduced to the West in 1869 by the Dutch traders often flower in the Autumn. Camellia sasanqua ‘Plantation Pink’ is such an example, graceful and single-flowered it smells very slightly.

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Somewhat darker, the very prolific Camellia sasaqua ‘Hugh Evans’ is also scented,

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whilst glorious ‘Gay Sue’ is considered to have the best fragrance of all.

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The woodland floor is strewn with little hedgehog-like Sweet Chestnuts,

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with occasional  patches of cyclamen hederifolium, the ivy-leaves almost as decorative as the charming little flowers.

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A good selection of fungi is very much in evidence, a subject of which I know so little. Luckily for me another visitor, out for the day from London seemed to be what I can only describe as a “fungophile” and helpfully identifies the varieties. This, upright and perfect, he explains was a Parasol Macrolepiota procera,

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and when it all gets too much it then simply keels over.

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The Shaggy Ink Cap goes by another splendid name of Lawyer’s Wig, Coprinus comatus,

 

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They are all edible and my new-found friend enthuses about their culinary benefits and particularly enjoys this spongey type, the fleshy Orange Birch Bolete, Leccinum versipelle.
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However, the Magpie ink cap Coprinopsis picacea is not so desirable being rather poisonous,

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as is the familiar Fly Agaric Amanita muscaria.

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He fears that these clusters may be Honey Fungus Armillaria mellea. There are apparently seven different strains of this deadly fungus, innocent-looking it spreads black bootlaces unseen underground ready to attack failing plants, which can often include many a fine old tree. Nature’s way but gardener’s nightmare.

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Looking around in this lovely wood I am relieved to see that there are many healthy specimens. In a clearing I find a chiminea, probably not needed today; nevertheless a pleasant gesture if it should turn chilly. It is also touching to see the garden owner showing a less mobile visitor around in his motorised cart; most gardens have little access for the disabled. He pauses a moment to throw a log onto the lit fire.

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Paths wind through the wood and through the clearing where I catch sight of the splendid 65 year old Liquidamber styraciflua.

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Coming out of the wood you can see for miles. Swathes of dark green in an undulating landscape, it is an interesting fact to note that Surrey despite being commuter belt is the county with the highest concentration of trees in the UK.

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I turn back towards the house and admire this mighty Oak, and cannot decide if it was planted as one and somehow grew into three.

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Back by the house is a climbing Callicarpa bodinieri the Beautyberry; it is such an extraordinary colour, almost unnatural, but here it looks good intertwined with a vine.

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Of course after such an interesting afternoon and with the journey home ahead, the day would have been incomplete without tea, so I joined my colleague from the NGS Berkshire team and sitting outside enjoyed a delicious piece of carrot cake.

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Timber Hill is a garden with all-year-round interest and will be opening next year for yet more camellia (japonicas) and spring bulbs on the 17th March 2018, magnolias and spring blossom on 7th April and again for autumn delights on the 7th October. You should put it in your diary.

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Mill Dene Garden, a plethora of paths and steep slopes. (36)

Today, Mill Dene near Moreton-in-Marsh is opening its garden gate for the NGS. Essentially a private garden it opens to the public for part of the week, with teas and coffees provided as long as you make them yourself.

Sadly none of the characters listed in the notice below were in evidence on the day we visited.

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Pianos were once made here but it is now the sound of rushing water that can be heard as you pay the entrance fee into an honesty box provided.

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On entering the garden in front of the mill, there is an atmosphere of calm,

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or is there – with sticks of dynamite attached to the sluice?

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In the still water it is not fish we see but a deadly weapon.

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As neither explode we are able to walk on through the ivy-clad arches

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and along to the seat at the end of the path. A graceful willow weeps into the water while the heron looks on.

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The interesting topiary adds to the enjoyment for the seated visitors.

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The garden is on several levels and to the side of the mill we ascend to an area which is extended by the mirror positioned behind the seat.

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The border bends round, backed by a wall it is the orange of Euphorbia graffithii which is providing colour now that the spring bulbs are over.

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A lovely display from the Clematis montana as it scrambles high up into the conifer.

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The laburnum tunnel brings us up to the next level.

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We take the steps up to the highest point of the garden.

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Apples are trained along the narrow paths of the fruit garden. Currants are safely growing in the fruit cage and a gooseberry has been planted to commemorate the birth of each grand child.

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Aquilegia of all colours seem to pop up everywhere.

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A wall divides the potager from the fruit garden. A rich variety of herbs are grown and a water rill runs either side of  the dividing path.

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It must have been a quite a challenge to create this garden on such a steep slope. A loggia looks out upon the herbal display.

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A mirror attached to the fence provides a cunning distraction from the busy working area behind,

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and further along honeysuckle climbs through rusty hoops.

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Clipped box squares fill the space below the potager and roses are starting to bloom against the majestic posts.

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We descend the steps and walk through the ‘Howzat’ arch onto the cricket lawn,

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where we find the pavilion closed until play resumes when

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the church tower will oversee fair play .

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We descend to the next space, more confined,  the mood changes. Topiary ‘brioches’ guide you along the path,

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and plants spill out of the dry stone walls.

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There is a path that runs along the boundary from top to bottom, from which

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you can peer through to the neighbour’s colourful trees.

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Down at the stream we step over the gently flowing water to explore the other side of the garden.

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And find ourselves by the family swimming pool where the all important conveniences are provided in the hut.

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Even the roof does not escape a planting.

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We find ourselves ascending once again, the paths prettily arranged with roses and camassias.

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And finally, the kitchen garden where the metallic scarecrow guards the vegetables.

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Whilst his garden might be open to the public, it certainly has the feel of a family garden packed with plants and pleasure. We have woven our way through fun tunnels, along paths across the width, up and down, so that the two and half acres seem almost to have doubled in size.

Having previously had little horticultural knowledge, the owners began to garden seriously in 1992. They have overcome difficult slopes, built walls and cultivated a haven of diversity resulting in becoming an RHS partner garden.

Now is a busy time in the garden but I hope people will abandon weeding their own today and step out and find a little inspiration in an NGS garden and perhaps they might find themselves near to this lovely Gloucestershire garden https: //www.ngs.org.uk/find-a-garden/garden/11364/.

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Walkern Hall; Tiny Flowers and Tall Trees. (11)

I have travelled a few miles in the car over the last couple of months and I enjoy looking at the countryside rolling past. But what really upsets me is the layers of rubbish littered along the roadside. What I think might be snowdrops turns out to be discarded wrappers or cans. A glimpse of ‘travellers joy’ growing in the hedges turns out to be shredded plastic draped in the branches. It is a sight for sore eyes.

So it was a relief to turn off from the major road and drive along the neat and narrow lanes in an agricultural area of Hertfordshire. The garden owners had done a splendid job in signposting the way. An old rustic Garden Gate was ready to open.

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Walkern Hall is surrounded by farmland.  We parked in the farmyard, with English Longhorn cattle content in the fields in front of the house.

The garden owner was born here and wife Kate, a second generation NGS volunteer is on the Hertfordshire team. She gave us a warm welcome. So too did the blue sky.

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We are directed to walk past the front door where an owl observes from above whilst a lion sits at the base.

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The ground is dotted with aconites and snowdrops.  This year they have been late in coming but are probably looking at their best right now.

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The hazel catkins have also been coming out and look particularly fine by the Summer House. The inside of this intimate outdoor room is enhanced by the most  beautiful wooden bench which curves gently  round.

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An impressive gate, but firmly closed, leads into the old walled garden sited some distance from the house. No longer teams of gardeners growing produce for the house, it is now enjoyed by teams of tennis players. I worry about stray balls flying into the magnificent glasshouses.

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To the right of the gate is a Garrya elliptica enjoying the shelter of the wall. I make a note to move mine which has become totally browned off from the East wind.

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The shed, sited at the end of the wall, appears more suited to an allotment rather than a garden of this size, but possesses a simple charm.

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This garden is not about mixed borders and decorative flowers. It is more  a landscape of green space and big trees. Mature and majestic, the trees stand uncrowded, growing away from the house.

We stride back towards the house which can be glimpsed through the Holm Oak Quercus Ilex .

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A hugely tall London plane stands proudly on the lawn in the afternoon sunlight.

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It is not hard to imagine this impressive fountain gently spouting water and entertaining a Victorian house party. I wonder at its history; who made it and why is it here? Curiously sited it does not seem to line up with the house, but is randomly placed on the lawn. It is perhaps that very fact, combined with an architectural splendour of a bygone era that is entertaining us today.

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A small magnolia with swelling buds is waiting for Spring. It grows at the back of the house with snowdrops spreading freely around its base.

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Out of sight is the back gate, a treasure in ironwork. It is well bedded-in and appears to have been open for years.

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Back on the lawn we have a debate about the trees. The one on the left is definitely an oak, but the one on the right? By a stroke of luck the tree man for Hertfordshire is amongst the  visitors.

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He tells us that it is a turkey oak Quercus cerris, explaining that it is taller than the English oak and its acorn cups are hairy.  He shows us the leaf and twig.

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Enlightened we move back to the terrace on the south side of the house. It is a small area recently planted with good effect. The young evergreen lollipop shape contrasts well with the deciduous giants.

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There is Box providing formality and Winter Box filling the terrace with glorious scent.

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Visitors enjoy the teas  served in the courtyard and are able to keep warm by the fire.

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Molly is for ever hopeful.

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Time to leave this spacious landscape with its impressive trees. One last look at the drifts of those tiny flowers before we drive on to London.

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and although the owners are very friendly there is a reminder that this is a very private garden!

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