We’ve reported from the Winter Garden on numerous occasions – here.
This was our first visit of this season to the garden, but first….
our relatives in Nantwich provided an excellent Boxing Day party before announcing themselves ‘shattered’ after their various exertions. Having merely provided the odd bit of food, and having caught up on lots of sleep, Sue and I were far from shattered, unlike our sprout dish.
Luckily, all the left over sprouts had been consumed, closely followed by this lonely morsel of whisky cake.
So we were well fuelled for a stroll to Dunham Massey beside the glassy canal.
The park was full of multi-generational families, shiny new bikes and scooters, and a multitude of small dogs. Luckily it’s a large park, with plenty of room for everyone.
The Winter Garden announced its first snowdrops and daffodils. Sue had forgotten her camera, so the following images are courtesy of my inferior skills (if not lens).
I suspect this is the first of a number of Winter Garden postings, perhaps a little repetitive with regard to previous years, but bringing a splash of colour to the current pages of this on-line diary.