These gardens are lovely and next year i really must buy a summer pass so we can go more often – assuming we get a summer of course. It is attached to the Sculpture Gardens which used to be free and it makes me very cross that it no longer is and so i’ve tended not to go. Which is stupid really. However, both bits are nice and the water is fun.
There is plenty of education to be had around the area too from Roman Emperors to elements, to magnetism to sundials and longitude and latitude, to water pressure, to nature and art. Can’t beat it really. And that, i find, is what is so hard to explain to a non-HE person. When i described this to a person questioning me at gym the other day their response was “so does that mean that if you spent all day today playing, you’ll do lessons in the evening instead then?” Some people are so stuck inside their box that they can’t see there is a world outside it.
Apparently i didn’t take a photo of the amazing sundial, or the mosses we looked at on the wall and the children gathering and identifying the various tree seeds lying all over the ground. Or them learning the rules to an old version of Nine Men’s Morris, laid out on the ground. Or them playing in the different mirrors to see what happened in concave and convex surfaces.
But just now, while looking they are looking over my shoulder at what i am writing, i have explained why i accidentally spelt Burghley wrong on flickr, which is because my autopilot briain used the spelling of Burleigh native to my childhood Leicestershire home, not the one needed for the house that belonged to Lord Burghley. 🙄
I did however remember to take photos of…