We are trying to play catch up with new items coming in over at The Future Kept store, so I missed my opportunity to post yesterday. I hope you had a wonderful Monday, but where did that beautiful sky go? It’s so grey outside today, that I thought you might like to come inside from the rain and have a peek around another one of the beautiful Welsh Houses?
This is the stunning Bryn Eglur – built in 1755 it is a cosy rustic hideaway tucked away at the end of a long slate chipped lane. The garden is one of the most magical I have seen, it is like something you’d read about in an old novel, mossy trees flank the sugar white house and weaving paths lead to even more exciting discoveries beyond.
We wandered down the path that connects Bryn Eglur to Ty Unnos each morning we were in Wales, and inside we drank tea and ate Welsh cakes before setting off out to walk along the coastal paths with Dean’s mum and Dad.
One of my favourite views was the bounty of rhubarb that was growing outside in the garden beyond the bathroom window. Thick green leaves and red stalks peeping out of an old zinc barrel, what a happy sight?
All the rooms inside have so many secrets to share, it’s hard to show just how magical it is, I can only begin to tell you – a visit is more than recommended (if that’s a possible thing)? Beautifully furnished by Dorian, a pretty orchid lives on the parlour table and a mysterious looking Davallia Fern is thriving on the semi-shaded windowsill.
The perfect place to retreat back in time, with no distractions. Read a book you have been hanging on to for too long. Learn to cook a traditional dish on the log-fueled cherry red Rayburn, have a lay in, wander the surrounding fields – let the modern world melt away.
Crisp white linens paired with beautiful woven blankets upstairs in the bedroom.
The garden is beyond amazing, we fell in love and can only imagine the glory of it in Summer. The ancient looking trees have carpets of lesser celandines and moss all around them and the branches are sprouting with baby ferns and climbing ivy.
Every detail from the old fashioned (and in some places crumbling) gates to the tufts of daffodils and fallen trees that have been left to grow at unusual angles – forming hurdles for garden explorers, is the stuff my country dreams are made of.
We visited the stunning National Botanic Garden of Wales on our last day, and my camera got rather filled up with lots of botanical happiness, so I hope you’ll come on by tomorrow and take a virtual walk around there with me too xxx
