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F.F. Teague 08-23-2021 05:07 PM

In February 2014, Family Teague visited Rodmarton Gardens, 6 miles west of Cirencester in Gloucestershire, in celebration of Word-Bird's birthday. We'd heard that the snowdrops were rather spectacular; and so they were. But the entire garden was pretty amazing too. Perhaps I'll post just one photo at a time, starting with this gateway between sections of the garden. Snowdrops to follow!

F.F. Teague 08-24-2021 03:39 PM

Having negotiated the gateway, the party made towards the main house; and here, we came across some snowdrops... :>)

Sarah-Jane Crowson 08-24-2021 03:53 PM

Fliss - the gateway is lovely - the colours are beautiful. As you know, I know very little about photography, so I can't comment with any kind of intelligent critique - but the colours are beautiful.

(also apologies for brevity and not being around much - I've been floored by a horrible summer flu/cold and simultaneously commissioned for 10 (!) images, so it's a bit frantic).

Actually, your door image was the perfect antidote to frantic. Long-drawn out time, beckoning, slightly decrepit sense of antique wonder. Just the thing. A bit 'Secret Garden'.


F.F. Teague 08-24-2021 06:27 PM

Thanks, Sarah-Jane; I love the gateway and the colours too :-)

No need to apologise; I'm sorry about your summer flu/cold and I hope you're able to power through to manage all those commissions. W.-B. and I wish you well :>)

Yes, there is something about that image. There was certainly something secretive about the garden. At least at the time we visited, Rodmarton wasn't a National Trust property and its owners had rather let the decrepitude take root. That theme will come up in further photos. Please just pop in when you can; we'll keep posting and we'll complete with a poem, which we set to a little tune :>)

Best wishes,
Fliss & W.-B. :>x

F.F. Teague 08-25-2021 05:17 PM

The party continued their wanderings, coming across, first, this match-ready tennis court,

and, second, this highly inviting swimming pool,

F.F. Teague 08-26-2021 03:03 PM

A study in angles,

and more snowdrops, with interesting backdrop of an enormous urn,

F.F. Teague 08-27-2021 03:35 PM

And now, for Word-Bird's Friday Favourite. Some very pretty piping here, on the house :>)

F.F. Teague 08-28-2021 02:17 PM

A view of the house,

and a wooded area adjacent to the drive,

F.F. Teague 08-29-2021 02:22 PM

Rodmarton; or, The Flowers of Coo

The sky is a blanket of ivory white,
0the wind sighs through shuddering trees,
a bird-scarer shoots and a pheasant takes flight,
0his call is a shivery wheeze;
the walled kitchen garden yields nothing for stew
0yet hark! from the orchards a rhyme:
Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! The flowers of Coo
0sing sweetly of coming springtime!

The swimming pool's stagnant and still in its net,
0its surface a-slick with dead leaves,
once crisp fiery parchments loll dull brown and wet,
0no bathers lounge under beech eaves;
the moss-stricken tennis court feels no sports shoe
0yet hark! from the hedgerows a rhyme:
Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! The flowers of Coo
0sing sweetly of coming springtime!

The manor stands grasped by wisteria bones
0and watching its tatty yew flocks;
they trail weird appendages over cracked stones,
0wings draped in capacious new smocks;
the greenhouses shelter no beautiful hue
0yet hark! from the borders a rhyme:
Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! The flowers of Coo
0sing sweetly of coming springtime!

Photography: A.R.T. & F.F.T.
Poetry: Coo, aka Word-Bird :>)

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