|Day 269/365: Sizergh Castle
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
I bring you another mammoth photo post from last month, in which we visited Sizergh Castle, a National Trust property near Kendal in the Lake District. It was a damp drizzly day, but we still managed to enjoy our time in the gardens.
Hello, lovely flower beds.
Keiki heads into a dim and dusty outbuilding.
Outbuilding turns out to house a number of strange objects, including an ornately decorated skiff and a giant bellows.
Other than that, it houses nothing other than a very loud echo, as Keiki and Humuhumu discover.
Keiki points the way to the gardens.
Spot the bloke amongst the topiary.
Keiki and Humuhumu search for the Daddy in the trees.
Humuhumu and the bloke sitting on a stone bench.
“I am done with the topiary,” says Keiki, “let us proceed to the next bit.” Or at least that’s I think he meant.
The bloke hides behind a large pot on the terrace in front of the castle.
He’s not aware that Humuhumu has abandoned the game and gone to be picturesque on a wooden bench in an alcove.
Keiki, meanwhile, has gone for a lie-down on the lawn.
Oh wait, she’s playing again.
Daddy rescues Keiki from the lawn.
Pretty wildflower bed in front of the steps up to the castle.
Keiki loved the lily pond, which was full of coots.
If this were my way into the castle, I might want to keep it to myself too.
Keiki knows there must be some fish around here somewhere.
He smells water, somewhere up these stone steps.
Humuhumu and Keiki questing for tiny fish, after being told there were no koi carp here.
Disappointment over the lack of big koi is mitigated by the fun of picking up long trailing pieces of algae with one finger.
Onward to the veggie patch and wildflower garden.
Feline guardian of the garden.
When you find a sunflower that’s bigger than your head.
Now we’re playing “Who can spot the biggest pumpkin?”
Right, Mummy, it’s time to move on.
Nicandra physalodes, or “shoo-fly” plant, nearly finished blooming.
I don’t know what these are, but we liked them.
When you’re trying to sit on a bench looking serious…
...but then some little rabble-rouser comes along…
...and spoils it.
“Pulling Faces and Eating Shortbread”, the Keiki edition.
“Pulling Faces and Eating Shortbread”, the Humuhumu edition.
We are exhausted, can’t you see?
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