Posted: September 17th, 2012 | Author: Kathryn | Filed under: travel | Tags: Chantilly, chateau, Château de Chantilly, garden | No Comments »
Early in the Summer I took a very quick trip to Chantilly. Unfortunately I didn’t get to do a complete visit and literally went from the front gate to the gift shop and then took a quick ride around the gardens. These images are far from a thorough view but I’ll be heading back to do the complete tour soon and will re-post then. The buildings are not as they were originally intended, it was set upon without mercy during the French revolution and destroyed then re-built during the 1870s to a fairly unhappy chorus of critics. It has impressive, tranquil grounds, including its very own family of kangaroos, which (if I have my facts in order) are the living descendants of the original kangaroo family, imported a very long time ago from Australia. Being only a short distance from Charles de Gaulle, the Château de Chantilly is a lovely first stop and welcome to arriving guests!
The decorative anti-siege security system over the moat.
The view from the gift shop, it is a beautiful room and so romantic!
Exiting the gift shop:
I have a vague impression that the Chateau was used as a country lodge of sorts, there are quite a few animal sculptures around that make me think it so, a strong rural theme!
A modest garden when compared to that of the Château de Villandry but extremely tranquil, many many birds.
Posted: September 5th, 2011 | Author: Kathryn | Filed under: garden | Tags: abbey, cistercian, espaliered pear, garden, jardin de valloires, jardins de valloires, valloires | No Comments »
Just over our southern departmental border, is the Abbaye et Jardins de Valloires. A couple of weeks ago we went to see the garden but I was secretly there to eat. All of the fruit, vegetable, herb and floral components of the dishes come from the garden and the daily menu is inextricably linked to the season and what is flourishing in the garden on that day. I was certainly not disappointed, there were so many new flavours and textures for us to try, the use of edible flowers and root vegetables were by far the most exciting.
The garden. Although the abbey dates back to the 12th Century, the garden is a modern creation. It maintains a number of styles and diverts from ideas normally associated with traditional French gardens. The sculpted and immaculately kept lawns, hedges and topiaries represent a traditional French garden but the floral, vegetable and shrub gardens between the lawn and the Abbey are designed in the style of an English garden, divided into beds with no borders or paths, just well maintained grass. Running the full length of the garden to the left there is a ‘naturalistic’ walkway that is a very wide path that has a massive variety of trees and shrubs, many that flower. As it is elevated above the rest of the garden you get a wonderful view of the entire design as you move along the walkway. There are over 2000 species of plant, 5000 taxa and over 200 varieties of ancient and modern rose.
The Abbaye is the only complete 12th Century cistercian abbey in France. It has had quite a tumultuous history with war and a fire that took out a large section of the building. Today the abbey is home to a group of children who live there permanently as well as a hotel which you wouldn’t know was there by the lack of obvious hospitality finishes and domestic evidence.
We had a thoroughly enjoyable day and I would recommend a visit to anyone nearby. Make sure to visit in the summer months however because the cafe is closed when vegetable production is low and without the flowers in full bloom it would not do it justice.
The inner court of the Abbey.
250 year old espaliered pear tree. The monks used to make liquor with the fruit.
Posted: June 2nd, 2011 | Author: Kathryn | Filed under: garden | Tags: broken bone, garden | 1 Comment »
I have invented a new sport … extreme gardening! So extreme that I broke my leg doing it yesterday! What a silly thing to do. Although, it is not so surprising when you learn that I broke my arm flying a kite. I grew up riding horses, racing motorbikes and waterskiing and only ever got the occasion wind, bump, scrape or mouth full of dirt. It seems utterly ridiculous to have broken my leg, out at midnight chasing away slugs. I managed an impressive two breaks and now sport an 8 cm long screw to show for my midnight murderous antics. Unfortunately this benches me for a few weeks but not to worry. If I can sneak up the guilty garden path without my husband seeing I shall be back to it in no time!