Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Lavendula augustifolia

Lavender's blue, dilly, dilly, lavender's green
When I am king, dilly, dilly, You shall be queen
Who told you so, dilly, dilly, who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly, that told me so 
I love to dance, dilly, dilly, I love to sing
When I am queen, dilly, dilly, You'll be my king 
  Who told me so dilly, dilly, Who told me so?
 I told myself, dilly, dilly, I told me so
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Lavender's Blue is a traditional 'Olde English' folk song from the late c17th
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Lavender is a low maintenance plant to have in your garden requiring nothing more than a good clip in the Autumn and is drought tolerant. It attracts bees and butterflies but is deer and rabbit resistant. It can be used in cosmetics, medicine and cuisine. Lavender fragrance has been prized for millennia. Lavender eases tension. Rub a few drops of lavender body oil on your temple to help you sleep. Try Sprinkling dried blooms onto your desserts or cakes
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With this post the computer is going off, but I will be back again soon

Saturday, 9 July 2016

Blackwell

 

Blackwell is a stunning Arts & Crafts House built for a northern industrial baron, Sir Edward Holt, the owner of a prosperous brewery in Manchester.
Overlooking Lake Windermere it was designed as a holiday home for the Holt family by architect Mackay Hugh Baillie Scott, and is considered a masterpiece of early twentieth century design.

Happily Blackwell still retains an outstanding amount of surviving decorative arts and crafts details through lack of modernisation. After the Holts lost their son in the First World War they used Blackwell less and less. They had a skeleton staff of servants keeping an eye on the property, but rarely visited.  During the Second World War pupils from a school in Liverpool were evacuated there, and after the war the school continued until finally closing in 1976. Blackwell was leased to English Nature, the government agency who promoted the conservation of wildlife and geology. They boarded up the fireplaces and covered much of the decoration with filing cabinets thus ensuring that the Arts and Crafts elements were preserved.
Lakeland Arts Trust now manages Blackwell - they encourage you to stroll around the house at your leisure, relax in the cosy inglenook fireplaces whilst reading their good selection of Arts and Crafts books, or sit on the window seats in each room and enjoy the magnificent Lakeland views
Peacock wallpaper frieze by Shand Kydd was installed in 1906 - I suspect that the copper lamps were made by W.A.S Benson
Sideboard and Hessian wallhanging both designed by Baillie Scott - the background has faded, originally it was dark blue not brown

Baillie Scott saw the fire on dark winter days as a substitute for the sun - its cheerfulness akin to the delight sunlight brings.
A terracotta bust of Ruskin, the leading Victorian English art critic, art patron, draughtsman, watercolourist and prominent social thinker and philanthropist. His home, Brantwood, lies nearby on the shores of Coniston Water which can also be visited
Rowan leaves and berries form a dominant decorative theme particularly in the White Drawing Room
Emerging from the darker more masculine wood panelled rooms, the White Drawing Room has a much lighter more feminine touch. The moulded plaster work may contain some references to past Elizabethan interiors but the most powerful impression is one of modernity, and very different from the gloomy tones and clutter of a typical Victorian parlour
An oak barrel chair inlaid with ebony by Baillie Scott
The bay window overlooking Windermere has been likened to the bridge of a ship
Lustre ware dish by renown Arts and Crafts potter Willam De Morgan

Last post from the Lake District

Tuesday, 5 July 2016

Peter Rabbit and Friends................

 
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Beatrix Potter was born into a family of wealth and privilege in South Kensington, London.  The Potter family's first Lake District holiday was at Wray Castle besides Lake Windermere - it was there that she fell in love with the area, celebrated her 16th birthday, and where she met Hardwicke Rawnsley, one of the three founders of the National Trust.
Wray Castle
She wrote and illustrated her first book, The Tale of Peter Rabbit, whilst still living at the family home in London. 
When the book was printed and sold by children's publisher Frederick Warne, it immediately became an enormous success. She was now a women of substantial independant means and decided to uproot herself from London and buy a farm in the Lake District. It was in her cottage at 'Hill Top' farm that the majority of Peter Rabbit's other friends were conceived.

This month marks the 150th anniversary of Potter's birth - 28th July 1866 - welcome to her farm 'Hill Top' in the beautiful English Lake District
Beatrix Potter's Lakeland cottage is very modest, it belies her wealth, but it was here that she spent so many happy days writing and illustrating her books.
 'There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you'
She was a major benefactor to the National Trust leaving them one of their most important legacies. Apart from the house and farm at Hill Top she left the Trust 4000 acres of Lakeland fells and moors, together with 14 farmsteads which set the scene for the strong conservation movement in the Lake District. Along with Beatrix Potter's legacy the National Trust also owns Wray Castle and 4.5 miles along the western shoreline of Lake Windermere given to them by Sir Noton and Lady Barclay. When the shoreline of Lake Windermere was in danger of development, Beatrix raised money to save it by offering autographed drawings of Peter Rabbit to the tourists.
 A letter from her publishers acknowledging receipt of her latest manuscript for the "Tailor of Gloucester" and securing American copyright of the text.
"When I lie in bed I can see a hill of green grass opposite the window.......there is a crooked pane of glass and when the sheep walk across it makes them look like this....
The rhubarb patch - I wonder if this could be a safe place for Jemima Puddleduck to lay her eggs?
As we set off back down the garden path we had the distinct feeling that we were not alone!
Beatrix Potter's large legacy was her gift to our nation for everyone to enjoy.

Friday, 1 July 2016

The English Lake District

I really appreciated all of your thoughtful comments on the previous post  - thank you. 
There is no turning the clock back. Now is the time for those of us living here to join together and help our country move forward 
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  Cumbria, as she always does, worked her special magic on us - a green haven of beauty, peace and tranquility.
Nineteen freshwater lakes sparkle like strings of diamonds, some fringed by ancient deciduous trees, others wild moorland, or stonewalled fields cropped by sheep. A backdrop of gentle rolling hills and mountains whose azure shades change minute by minute throughout the day
Evening
The merry sounds of gurgling waters flowing over stones, chasing along becks and down waterfalls as it makes the journey from the mountain tops to the lakes
The weather can be fickle, but it is that very mercurial nature which makes it what it is - a verdant, lush beautiful landscape. A place beloved over the centuries by poets, painters, locals and visitors alike
close encounters
 Rhododendrons and Azaleas love the rich peaty ericaceous soil as does the pretty Meconopsis
The Himalayan blue poppy - not a true poppy - originates from the lush mountainous regions of south eastern Tibet and requires a damp sheltered position in order to perform and thrive happily

2 images courtesy hotel website
We stayed at this wonderful Victorian hotel the 'Lodore' overlooking Derwent Water. It serves magnificent food in splendid suroundings, gives courteous service, and
has the Lodore Falls within its grounds - the falls were eulogised by poets. They were also a great visitor attraction to guests at the hotel during the Victorian era

...dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing;
And so never ending, but always descending,
Sounds and motions forever and ever are blending
All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar,
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
Robert Southey 1774 - 1843





















As we watched the evening sun on the last evening sink behind the mountains, we decide we must return again soon