Yet on saying this, not visiting Hidcote was nagging at me. I knew that the National Trust had been restoring it to be more like it was in its heyday and I was intrigued to see what this would mean in reality. I recently had reason to be driving close by so I thought it was time for a revisit. I'm pleased I did. I was lucky in that it was fairly late afternoon and whilst still in the school holidays it was not too crowded.
Like I said, I have been to Hidcote before but never by myself and this gave me a freedom to wander without having to consider anyone else. There is something freeing about solitary garden visiting and whilst I love visiting gardens with others, there is something rather special about being left to your own thoughts as you wander around. I knew I had never been in the wilderness part of the garden in my other visits; this had to rectified.
ere was a Cercidiphyllum near by, but I could not see it. I pondered about being led around the garden by the nose, going from scent to scent and how this would change with the seasons.
I was also stopped in my tracks by the Poppy Garden. Really? I hear you say, yes it was so.
I then found myself alongside the Rock Bank,