Great Dixter part 2

Before I forget, below are some shots I took at Great Dixter last week. I don’t quite know what it is about the place – the way the various garden elements wrap around this gorgeous house, the vibrancy of the colours, the carefree attitude to paths and access (I’ve come away with trousers soaked from the knees down every time), the vast clipped yew hedges, that there are no road signs until you are 200 yards away, the manic, zealous urgency that the internationally diverse team of staff exude. Whatever it is, it never disappoints me. A photo-fest follows:

Rain cascading down the front of the building. Gutters, what gutters? (this is where I met Beth Chatto, out of interest)

The wildflower meadow – I thought there would be a few meadow orchids here and there, but it is full of them.

Part of the long border. The meadow is to the left.

The other end of the long border. You can see how long it is as you can just make out the phlomis from the picture above almost at the end of this shot.

Just a small proportion of the vast yew hedges that define much of Great Dixter. The building behind is a classic Kent-style oast house, though the garden is in fact in East Sussex.

A classic Dixter-esque colour combination….

This is my favourite part of the garden, the sunken garden with its octagonal pond and rich, colourful planting in a beautiful Sussex farmhouse setting.