From Wakehurst we drove on to Nymans, another home and garden in West Sussex. Nymans is a sad story, a 20th century family that had cultivated the gardens and built a Tudor-style mansion of some size. In 1947, alas, much of the structure--including the great hall--burned. It is a ruin, although, as a folly, it is quite impressive, if a bit close to the present house. A number of rooms are open, and the gardens are still impressive.
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Nearly every National Trust site has a garden store--as well
as a regular shoppe, a cafe, a visitor center, maybe even a
restaurant--here in the garden store at Nymans I found my
first black pansies of the season; not to buy, just to look at;
Vicki has forbidden plants in the camper; initially she forbade
all but what I could grow from seed; then, when I acquired
some calamandon seeds in Spain, she reneged; she is right;
the few plants I have had in the camper have been a mess...
before dying or being given away; so I remain content to
look at other peoples' plants; fortunatey, we are in England,
and the whole place is a garden... |
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Approaching Nymans |
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The ruined great hall |
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Family album, including some royal relations |
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Book room |
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Perhaps Nymans' most memorable feature: a
1953 television: the lady despised its white
console, we were told, and so a proscenium
and curtains were built to house the set...
just in time for the coronation (one hopes) |
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More comfort |
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Outside, a rose climbs a burnt-out wall |
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The intended folly |
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A huge wisteria arbor |
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Looking back to the house |
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And now in the "wild" garden, across a rhododendron-
lined road |
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A rhodo-forest |
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Thus |
1 comment:
That house must have been grand before the fire. The ruins are sad but magnificent.
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