Discovering Wildegoose Nursery was one of the high spots of 2019 – a plantsperson’s paradise set in an old walled garden on the edge of Corvedale in Shropshire.
We went there first in high summer, wandered through drifts of verbena, phlox, day lilies, cone flowers, alliums, grasses. The place was alive with butterflies and bee-hum. Buzzards mewed overhead and nearby, harvesters throbbed – the Corvedale farmers cutting their wheat. Far away over the wall, Clee Hill lay in a haze. A dreaming day.
We went again in November, and in its way, the garden was no less beautiful, the plants and grasses settled in muted tones, and the 1830’s glasshouse looking as magnificent as ever, the low light glancing off its 12,000 postcard-sized panes. It just goes to show – there’s treasure to be found on one’s doorstep. We’ll be back there in spring.
For now a pot pourri of summer and autumn views:
Tish Farrell 
and there was me expecting geese!!
Fabulous nursery shots accompanying your light square
Thank you, Becky. Happy to confuse you with the geese 🙂 🙂
What a gorgeous photo Tish!
Thanks so much – and for dropping in here. Your blog is full of treasures too.
Thank you Tish!
Thankfully you included photos. From your first description it sounded so enticing that if you hadn’t, I would’ve probably had to unfollow you, oh, dreadful fate! What a lovely place.
janet
Oh, you woudn’t have been so cruel, Janet 😉 And there is a link to the summer post.
I wouldn’t have, but I would certainly have been sad. 🥰
Certainly worth another visit, Tish!
What a lovely place. A shame I didn’t have a garden when I lived in Ludlow, but I did buy several Violas from them last year, sadly three have bit the dust, but the other three are looking OK.
Their violas are lovely, though I think they would get lost in my unruly gardening regime.
I do love a real glass greenhouse.
I really would love to have one – not quite as large as this one though. But there again…
A marvelous spot – all seasons! Love it, and I guess those special spots have just that quality – they are there for us all seasons. Good you sent the link too. A glass greenhouse would have been wonderful to have…but I think it is for you, Tish. I would not manage it.
Glad you liked this A-C. You’re right. Glasshouses do need quite a lot of looking after. I’m not sure I would be up for that either.
I would love it if a close friend had one though…for me to visit every now and then – no obligations…
Now that’s a good notion 🙂
;-D
Great post and photos! Such an interesting place!
Happy this hit the spot, Kendall.
Yes, it did!
I have been in this greenhouse before with you *smile … I love your images taken against the sun through the glass. A magical spot, This *smile
Many thanks, Viveka. And happy 2020 to you.
Same to you, Tish!
So much beauty to be found in the world of plants, Tish! 🙂 🙂
Yep. Good on the plants!
I left feeling quite guilty.! I have some chillies I’ve been meaning to pick for days. Tomorrow! 🙂 🙂
Chillies won’t mind 🙂
These are all beautiful Tish and it looks like a very special spot indeed. Of course, I’m partial to the amazing collection of birds in your final photo. Do you suppose they were trying to figure out a way to get in ? LOL
Thank you, Tina. As to the doves – either that, or they’re trying to find the best sunbathing spot 🙂
What a beautiful place!
Alison
It was once the kitchen garden of Millichope Hall, the 19th century home of a rather well-heeled vicar. Shropshire, having lots of landed estates, also has quite a few abandoned (Victorian) walled gardens of this sort, so it’s lovely when someone comes along and toils to bring one back to life. It is a commercial nursery, specialising in violas and more unusual garden plants, but as you can see, it’s far more than this.
Excellent. No cote for those doves to wear? 🙂
Ha!
On one hand, I envy your finding such a glorious nursery, but on the other, if I had that in my range of operation, I would find it irresistable, so perhaps, given the absence of money, we are better off without for now. We used to have nurseries around here, but gradually, they have all closed. Some, I think, because the owners were old and they had no one to whom they could pass the business. Another one just died (and there went my Fucsia) … and another few also simply closed their doors. Their building sit empty now.
Going to enticing nurseries can certainly cause too much plant lust. And then a well grown plant is never going to be cheap. So far I’ve reined myself in with the exception of 3 very lovely white hyacinth bulbs which didn’t cost much but gave us a lot pleasure over Christmas as I took one of them on holiday with us to Wales. Raised eyebrows from other half as we were packing up the car to go.