A nice day in northeast Scotland . . .
The grounds and permission to build Drum Castle was granted in 1325. It is the ancestral home of Clan Irvine. It is about 15 minutes from our home in Aberdeen.
Drum Castle is a part of the Scottish National Trust properties. It sees a fair number of tourists during the summer months, but today there were only a few people wandering about.
Yes, Scottish castles are wonderful, but many of them still maintain their gardens and grounds in spectacular fashion.
Plant species from around the world were often brought back to the family estate by adventurous colonialists during and before the Victorian era.
There are always so many fascinating flowers to look at in the gardens and grounds.
The walk to the formal, walled gardens took us past a delightful nature pond.
Although it is May 21st, Spring has not fully arrived here in these far northern latitudes. I was hoping for more flowering . . . .
The walls that surrounded the gardens were covered with magnificent espalier.
Climbing vines on the interior, shady side, of the castle garden were only just beginning to show signs of budding . . . in LATE MAY!
The gardens themselves were lovely, hedge-lined masterpieces of architecture.
There are many such lovely scenes through the gardens. As you might imagine, there are weddings, and wedding photography taking place here almost every day.
So inviting on a sunny day . . .
In late summer these arches are covered in fragrant honeysuckle vine . . . perfect for a bride and groom!
The beds are still being planted (and transplanted).
The plantings await some sunny days to bring out their full beauty.
There were still a couple of cabana tents left here and there: evidence of recent weddings. Ever-changing lighting conditions made the photography challenging.
There were some novel tulips still in bloom.
A purple flowing espalier. Beautiful.
We walked out past the castle and wondered at its magnificence.
Drum Castle.
The road that leads out of Drum Castle passes through a wonderful wood in early foliage.
I wanted to say in this forest for the rest of the day . . .
Instead we went home . . . . somehow my back garden does not seem so impressive to me anymore!