Wordsworth was a prolific poet, but even if you are unfamiliar with most of them, one in particular must surely spring to mind. Of course, visiting Rydal Mount (refer to yesterday's post if you missed it) in September means no daffodils to wander through, but there was lots else to view, and a couple of the other wonderful poems to contemplate.
I stood by this stump for a while, taking in all the different vegetation that made its home there...
The grounds are laid out in such a manner that one enters 'rooms', areas for different purposes, such as taking the view, sitting in meditation, admiring the house and backdrop, exercising... not just the perambulations that can be taken, but the croquet and - at one time direct line to - swimming in Grasmere Lake itself.
So beautiful series of photos. Loved the post.
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