I thought I’d follow the example of my friend Sarah, who has so often shared the healing power of the flora and peace of her garden allotment in Liverpool on her blog. My own garden has been rather woefully neglected these past few years because of post-treatment fatigue and chronic shoulder problems from radiation. But I have hopes this year to give it some more of the TLC it deserves.
In the meantime, I live in the smallest state in the U.S., but a lovely one, full of treasures one might never expect to find. I visited one of them this past week, to celebrate my birthday with another friend, Holly, whose birthday is the day before mine. She and I have something of a tradition of trying to get out and enjoy a — hopefully! — sunny and beautiful spring day during our birthday week. And this year, with a confluence of tremendous luck, we pulled off a perfect afternoon at Blithewold, a late Victorian mansion museum with 35 acres of gardens overlooking Narragansett Bay.
First of all, the weather forecast for the day we had picked for our outing was not promising. Rain was in the forecast in the days leading up to it, including the morning of the day itself. But Mother Nature was on our side, and despite the little icon on my Weatherbug widget, the sun broke out and the temperature was delightful. Next, we really wanted to have high tea at Blithewold, which is served in the formal diningroom, but all the reserved seats were booked, with the proviso that a few seats would be available for walk-ins. So, we thought we’d take our chances, get there early and see what happened. And we were able to get the last table available for tea!
And it was a lovely, proper tea, with sweet old, mismatched china, hot strong tea in a china pot with a pretty cozy, strawberries and cream, cucumber sandwiches, tiny profiteroles, and lots of other goodies. Thus, suitably fueled, we took a long stroll in the gardens. And what gardens they are! The thing about going to Blithewold this week in particular is that all the daffodils — and many other flowers — are in bloom. And there are acres of daffodils, jonquils, narcissus, every sort of daff cousin in all sorts of shades and sizes, winking in the dappled shade of stately old trees, many of which were flowering themselves. So, without further ado, here is a sampling of what we strolled through, in the gentle April sunshine.
First, the mansion itself, from the back yard, as it faces the Bay.
Now, for everything else. First, the daffodils. They just go on and on…
A lovely Japanese garden, with flowering cherry trees and a lily pond.
I love this bench. This seat is planted with several varieties of thyme!
“Peony’ tulips. Amazing!
There are so many woodland flowers, peeking through the shade. These are hellabores.
The view of the Bay from the back of the mansion. Someone is out sailing already. And who can blame them!!
There are many more pix I could share, but this post might go on for miles if I did! The best part is that, every month, every season, there are different flowers to see and new gems to discover. If you come for a visit, we’ll go for a stroll there, okay?