It was a great pleasure this week to see our three cygnets on the lake at Mount Stewart preening furiously and then taking a flying lesson with Mum.  There was a great deal of flapping and splashing before they took off and flew the length of the lake before landing somewhat inelegantly with more splashing.  They will be chased off any day now by the parents and will have to find their own patch of water before maturing and mating around the age of four years.  While waiting for that they will probably join the other “juniors”, in the little bay near the Gasworks.



The lake is looking quite colourful at the moment with more trees waiting to “turn” for the autumn.  Lots of visitors were out taking a constitutional and making most of leaf peeping opportunities, cameras to the fore.







Travelling recently in Wyoming I discovered that the Shoshone people have an interesting calendar where they have a nature-related name for each of our twelve months.  So September is known as Wild Cherries Open and describes the seasonal berries which are so beloved of bears as they go into hyperphagia or feeding frenzy mode in order to sustain them as they hibernate for the winter.  A Copper Baron’s home I planned to visit was closed because bears had invaded the orchard and eaten all the apples!

Here at Mount Stewart we might call this time of year Asters Blooming or Leaves Turning Orange or Rain Never Stopping, you get the picture.

Anyway, there is still plenty of colour in the gardens so here are some of our seasonal flowers to be found around the grounds.


Asters are such a delightful late summer flower and the beautiful lavender blue colour really stands out

in the flower beds of the Italian garden. They also provide a late feeding opportunity for butterflies and bees.

Today a symbol of patience and talisman of love, in ancient times it was thought that the perfume from their burning leaves could drive away evil serpents.


From the daisy family, this Berkheya Cirsiifolia is from South Africa but likes it here as well, note the lovely golden centre ringed with burgundy, but beware prickly leaves and stems.


You can see the autumn colour appearing on the Dodo Terrace with the leaves of the Devil’s Walking Stick turning red. More prickles to be aware of here.


Our dahlias never fail to give lots of colour and seem to recover quickly after heavy rain.  National flower of Mexico, a red dahlia given as a gift conveys power and strength to the recipient.


For Plants to Look Out For you can also consult Francesca’s blue board in the Courtyard, featured on this one is the lovely climbing plant Mutisia Oligodon from Chile and the little climbing bluebell from Australia Sollya Heterophylla.

See the board for where to look, and you don’t have to worry about bears.




Scents and Sensibilities


At a recent Summer School in Greenmount Agricultural College, one of the gardeners, Linda, reminded us of the way our senses can be stimulated by nature. I resolved to try and match our five senses to something at Mount Stewart and was amazed at how much I had to leave out.

I suppose the first sense visitors to the gardens are aware of is smell as they approach Reception. Having wondered at the curry scent of Escallonia resinosa as they come along the path, they are then overwhelmed by the wonderfully aromatic Mexican Orange Blossom.


Another fresh fruity smell can be experienced in the Italian Garden if you sniff the Moroccan Broom growing just below the terrace wall.  Its proper name is Argyrocytisus battandieri, named after French botanist Jules Time Battandier, and the beautiful yellow blooms smell of pineapple.


Hearing is taken care of by our eucalyptus tree leaves rattling in the wind, the crunch of their bells under your feet, the swish of bamboo, or the quacking of the ducks as they gather at your feet looking for a snack.


How about touch?   These beautiful bright lemon Achillea blossoms have leaves that are smooth and velvety between our fingers, just like the silk borders on our blankies that soothed us as children.  The complete opposite is the extremely coarse texture of our cork tree bark.


As far as taste goes, we have kiwi fruit and wonderful herbs, one of the most popular is lavender.


A delicious addition to our tearoom menu is the lavender muffin.  All our muffins are wonderful, but these new ones are yummy and HUGE. Baker Sharon infuses milk with Hidcote lavender blossoms which when added to her mixture gives these treats a very subtle flavour, and they are gluten free as well.


Lavender contains vitamin A, calcium and iron, so obviously these muffins need to be part of your diet.  And for an extra treat don’t forget our lavender and raspberry ice cream, an award winning concoction in partnership with Glastry Farms.

And of course sight of the vibrant colours chosen by Edith Lady Londonderry, never fails to delight the eye.  The summer gardens in full bloom are something to behold, and at all seasons there is always a new bloom to photograph.


A sixth sense, known as ESP, extra sensory perception, is a tingle that cannot be explained, an awareness of something that cannot be seen.

My ESP tells me that a visit to our beautiful gardens will fill up your senses and that you will have a wonderful time.




I was tidying up around the Japanese bridges today and thinking about a recent poetry lecture, wondering if a Japanese Limerick might be called a Kyoto? Limericks have 5 lines with their own rhyming rules, AABBA; could the Japanese Haiku be considered the equivalent?  A Haiku has three lines with 17 syllables allocated 5, 7, 5, and whereas a limerick is mostly comic, sometimes rude, a Haiku can be non-rhyming, and by tradition is a condensed and hopefully profound comment on nature.  Thought I would have a go.



Dandelion Clock

Puffing will tell you the time 

And distribute seeds



Water lilies glow

Pink blooms on waterproof rafts

Summertime is here



I’m hitchin’ a ride 

The view from here is just great

Eiderdown Heaven



Monarch of the Glen

Bearing souls to Paradise

Tir N’an Og attained



Lake water rippling

Autumn leaf-turn reflecting

Winter heralding



I did my best, but

Composing is not easy,

Until the next time,



This Saturday (17th) is the Comber Earlies Festival which started me thinking about our local spuds.   An Irish legend says that wrecks of the Spanish Armada contained potatoes and that some of them washed ashore.   Was this the beginning of the Irish love affair with patatas fritas, or was it in 1589 when Sir Walter Raleigh first planted the potato at his Irish estate near Cork?  The story goes that he made a gift of the plant to Queen Elizabeth I and the local gentry were invited to a royal banquet that featured the potato in every course.  Unfortunately the cooks hadn’t seen this strange foodstuff before and assumed you ate the poisonous stems and leaves. These promptly made everyone deathly ill, the strange new vegetable was banned from court, and Tayto nearly didn’t make it onto the carpet at Aldergrove.

Where are we going with this, I hear you ask?   Well, this is an excuse to show you a photograph of our potato plant,  Solanum Crispum, one of 1400 species of the Chilean Potato Tree.  It is a cousin of the kitchen potato as well as being related to the eggplant and tomato families.  The lovely purple flowers appear in summer followed by berries which taste so appalling that even the birds reject them.  Find it in the Peace Garden.


Never let it be said that I ignore trivia or fail to pass it on to my mates, so here are more quiz winning facts.  The earliest known recipe for potato chips is in William Kitchiner‘s 1822 cookbook The Cook’s Oracle, a bestseller in England and the United States; its recipe for “Potatoes fried in Slices or Shavings” reads “peel large potatoes, slice them about a quarter of an inch thick, or cut them in shavings round and round, as you would peel a lemon; dry them well in a clean cloth, and fry them in lard or dripping”.  

Also did you know that spuds were the first vegetable to be grown in space?   So that Martian Mash TV ad was true and you can find some of the Cadbury’s Smash puppets in the National Media Museum in Bradford. And, finally, based on 2010 statistics, China is the leading producer of potatoes.  They serve their fish and chips with sugar – a new version of sweet and sour perhaps?   Think I’ll stick to Champ – with scallions and country butter, it’s a mash made in Heaven.





Our lovely warm spell of weather has meant that lots of visitors are enjoying ice cream and lollipops, and so my blogging thoughts turned to ice and snow.   And I remembered that we have an hidden historical gem on Rhododendron Hill, namely the remains of the old ice house.


Repairs were done during last winter and the whole area has been worked on by the gardeners, together with a group of German students tidying up the steps, so access is safer.



The roof had been recycled years ago to provide a topping for the old dairy, a pretty little building waiting for renovation.


Icehouses were an integral part of a large estate with supplies of ice being sourced from ponds and lakes and stored underground with layers of straw or sawdust for insulation. Some ice was even brought to the UK by ship from Scandinavia or as far away as  Newfoundland.  Prince Albert was said to prefer his ice to come from New England (visions of a large iceberg being towed across the Atlantic).

Before electrical refrigeration became common, cold boxes were used to keep food cool and you can see an example in the old Dairy.  A block of ice would be put inside, food stored on the shelves, cool air would circulate and the drainage outlet at the bottom would allow the melt to be directed into a tray underneath.

In this way the primary purpose was for the preservation of dairy produce and meat, but ice could be used for drinks, desserts and the making

of sorbets and ice cream.  Mount Stewart’s Still Room has some lovely pewter ice moulds in the shape of fruits that produced spectacular desserts for dinner parties.


Imagine these bombes being opened to reveal a beautiful ice-cream pear or strawberry, perhaps with fruit inside – mmmm Yummy!



Charlie is back.  No, not the 1660 Restoration of the Monarchy –  our own Charlie the Cheetah has been repaired by Brian Bennet of Cliveden Conservation, just one of the Refurbishment, Renovation and Replanting tasks carried out recently.   You can see what a good job Brian has done with our big cat by the before and after pictures below.


Other work has been going on as well.   Lindsay of Mansion Landscapes has been working in the Spanish Garden restoring  the broken tiles and steps, and using the original lime recipe for infilling between the stones.


As well as all the repair work, the gardeners are hard at work putting in new species.  At the far end of the lake visitors will be noticed the arrival of fencing around the rockery area.  This is to guard new planting that will concentrate on South African species, so something colourful to look forward to there.


And we’ve had to say a sad goodbye to an old friend, the ash tree beside the lake.   Dying off and becoming a hazard, the decision was made to fell it.  However, we have a new seat – perfect for selfies!


On the other side of the lake a new tree has arrived,


This is a Planera Aquatica or water elm.  Native to North America, it will tolerate damp or boggy areas which means it will feel quite at home beside the lake.  The twigs are brown and hairy with tiny white flowers in Spring and interesting irregular shaped nuts.  It will grow to about 15 metres tall.


And finally, the red tulips have gone from the Shamrock Garden and the Tuesday gang, Fiona, Celia and Alison, were busy last week planting salvias and begonias, all in the Red Hand’s signature scarlet.