Swan bottom byway
Trip Start Jun 20, 2012
65Trip End Aug 05, 2012
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On the walk back we took a detour up a very thin dirt lane sided by wild strawberries, brilliantly coloured thistle and stinging nettles. The lane was sign-posted 'Swan Bottom Byway'. I found an old white and blue scarf which I collected from the thistle patch and took home to wash
Around 4 in the afternoon we went to Littlecot house and gardens. It was very beautiful and interesting; with tales of hauntings; an orangery I have fallen for and some impressive stately rooms. There was ivy growing over the ceiling and tall glass window panels along the walls of the conservatory. Outside a long row of older greenhouses we dared venture through despite the possible 'private' signs, were raspberry, boysenberry and elderberry bushes. The raspberries were perfectly ripe and delicious. I thought of you as I picked and ate them fresh. The boysenberries were strange and the elderberries not ripe.
We spent a long while ambling through the gardens because I was getting Arwen to take countless photos of me again. I was able to; cling to a tree-branch over a small river; play a giant-sized game of Connect-Four; walk through a short forest-walk filled with gnarled and twisted log formations; pose in old wooden stocks; cross picturesque bridges; cartwheel across a lawn-bowls green and snoop inside old sheds, backyards and stables.
On the grounds a short drive away were also ancient roman ruins which were fascinating and in good condition
Another short drive away on the property a gentleman from the town leases a paddock where he has over 30 breeds of breeding chicken. He had a pair of Golden Pheasant and whilst I would need their enclosure to be much bigger, I pictured us having our own someday. I imagined only seeing them sporadically as they darted out of their ample shrub-cover, maybe to pick at a particularly juicy grub or to catch an extra few sun rays in early spring. There was also a breeding flock of white calling pigeons which circled above us before alighting on their bird-house once more. It seemed so foreign coming across such a peculiar setting. The eclectic collection of hobbies accessible throughout Europe is pretty great.