Despite feeling distinctly ‘under the weather’ (norovirus for the second time this winter!), it was too nice a morning for staying at home, so my camera and I visited Dunham Massey, on the first of what I hope will be regular visits over the next two to three months.
The weak sunshine failed to melt the frost or make much impact on the icy lake.
The Winter Garden is just waking up. The witch hazels have burst forth, brightening up bare branches – there are red ones as well as yellow.
Whilst there is so little colour, the frosted leaves stood out, forming their own sculptures:
At the far end of the garden is a patch of grass where, in a couple of weeks time, snowdrops will be flowering. But for now, these tiny aconites are the only ones braving life above the soil.
Some of the garden’s trees and shrubs might be bare, but the red bark of the Prunus and Cornus complements the greens and browns. Staff also keep the white bark of the silver birch grove washed – soon the white will be reflected by the snowdrops beneath the birches.
Nearby, these scented blossoms had burst forth, looking particularly fragile:
The snowdrops were budding, so will imminently be in flower, along with the Christmas roses. Then the beautiful miniature irises will carpet the beds – I hope the ones I have planted will be as successful…!