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The path to the brea dam is pretty confusing. There are lots of small winding lanes and half-trodden paths that lead to nowhere. Add to the formula the essence of true nature, with only the sounds of rustling leaves and the calling of birds.
Half an hour into the hike, I added to the cacophony of silence with my labored breathing.
It's particularly confusing when you meet a split in the road with no markers, and each lane is just as winding and confusing as the on you left.
This is an original photograph I took back in 2013. It's a good lead in for my story today. This is one of the many paths that I have had the good fortune to walk each day. Now I am on another path. This path is called recovery. I had a stroke (intracerebral hemorrhage) on June 6th. I have been house bound since then, I miss my walks and daily photography a lot. The good news though is that a full recovery is anticipated. Progress is slow and the therapists told me I needed to use my hands in ways that would be challenging. I told them I had a solution.. I'm using the time to learn how to be creative and combine textures and my older photographs into art, I can't wait until I get back out among the birds, flowers, and other beauty but meanwhile I am learning and having fun!
A walk around Minterne Gardens in Dorset.
The garden walk is about 1 mile in a horseshoe shape.
You can take different paths on the last leg of the walk, we went on the upper path.
Various paths.
Trees
Information below from leaflet from Minterne Gardens:
The Minterne Valley, landscapped in the manner of Capability Brown in the 18th century, has been the home of the Churchill and Digby families for 350 years. The gardens are laid out in a horseshoe below Minterne House, with a chain of small lakes, waterfalls and streams. They contain an important collection of Himalayan Rhodocdendrons and Azaleas, with Spring bulbs, Cherries, Maples and many fine and rare trees; the garden is noted for its Autumn colouring.
Of particular note are the large plants of Magnolia Campbellii which flower in March and April, together with a profusion of spring bulbs. Many flowering cherries were brought from Japan in 1920 and the Pieris Forrestii with their brilliant scarlet shoots, originally came from Wakehurst. A very fine collection of Davidia Involucrata (the pocket handkerchief tree) produce striking bracts in late May and early June, when the streams are lined with primulas, astilbes and other water plants.
Several miles back from the main Mt St. Helens blast site, the destruction was considerably less and a few trees were left standing. These dead trees are still a vivid reminder of the powerful forces of nature even 30 years later.
This is a digitally enhanced photo of a wooden boardwalk through a meadow of summer wildflowers, leading into the dark pine forest.
A walk around Minterne Gardens in Dorset.
The garden walk is about 1 mile in a horseshoe shape.
You can take different paths on the last leg of the walk, we went on the upper path.
Various paths.
Trees
Information below from leaflet from Minterne Gardens:
The Minterne Valley, landscapped in the manner of Capability Brown in the 18th century, has been the home of the Churchill and Digby families for 350 years. The gardens are laid out in a horseshoe below Minterne House, with a chain of small lakes, waterfalls and streams. They contain an important collection of Himalayan Rhodocdendrons and Azaleas, with Spring bulbs, Cherries, Maples and many fine and rare trees; the garden is noted for its Autumn colouring.
Of particular note are the large plants of Magnolia Campbellii which flower in March and April, together with a profusion of spring bulbs. Many flowering cherries were brought from Japan in 1920 and the Pieris Forrestii with their brilliant scarlet shoots, originally came from Wakehurst. A very fine collection of Davidia Involucrata (the pocket handkerchief tree) produce striking bracts in late May and early June, when the streams are lined with primulas, astilbes and other water plants.
the road into Kelly Basin, west coast Tasmania. It used to be a rail track (I think) - very narrow for a car to drive along.