I am going to start this post by saying that, if I were to right a list of the top things I love about living where we do; Hyde Hall would be one of them. It really genuinely is one of my favourite places to visit, it's just beautiful. But despite a few visits last year, I was still yet to drag Rich along to this little piece of heaven nestled in the Essex countryside. Until this particular adventure...
We were actually at Hyde Hall in an official capacity, reviewing it as a family day out for an Essex based magazine, but I wanted to write about this adventure here too, not because I was asked to, but because it was lovely.
Hyde Hall is owned and run by the Royal Horticultural Society, and it shows. The gardens are stunning, varied and immaculate; from wide open greenery to traditional rose gardens, herb and vegetable plots to a specialist 'dry garden'; and all so very beautifully kept.
It has to be said that this was an adventure that was suddenly cut rather shorter than we would have liked by a little man who became poorly very quickly. Don't you hate that? When they go from 100% fine to really quite ill in basically no time at all. But it just gives us a good excuse to pop back.
^ this little adventurer was in her element with her map and "I spy" tick list
^ practically every plant in the place has a label next to it, and the children loved hearing all the unusual latin names
^ me and my girl stopping to smell the flowers
^ I don't think there is a kid on the planet who can resist blowing dandelion clocks
^ the play area is amazing and so tastefully in keeping with the gardens
^ this photo was the moment we realised that this normally so happy guy wasn't feeling too hot
^ and so Daddy cuddles worked their magic to get our poorly man back to the car and home.