Showing posts with label park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label park. Show all posts

Sunday, 16 May 2010

Sheringham Park


Today I went for a walk in Sheringham Park.

So I have returned home for the week, back to good, old, flat Norfolk. No surprises and no ridiculous hills to be found here. I have lived in Norfolk all my life - or at least all that I can remember of my life, and typically I never appreciated it till I went to live in Sunderland. Sunderland isn't green enough for me and there isn't much in the way of nature in the city centre where I live.

Yes, there are parks, but they don't compare to mile upon mile of open grass land, cows and fields back at home.

This is what I miss most about home.

Bluebells over looking the houses on the estate

Rhododendron bushes shedding their petals

I haven't minded this quite so much since I took my car up to Sunderland, since I could then leave the city centre and go and explore.

Every Sunday morning when I was growing up, my family - like a lot of other families, would go for a walk for "family bonding time".

We used to go to all the local national trust places near to us, Felbrigg Hall, Blickling, Sheringham Park, Holt Country Park and anywhere else close enough so, that when two children and a dog where put in a car the inevitable fights and squabbles wouldn't last too long and make the adults want to throw us into the nearest ditch and drive home as fast as they could.

Bushes of flowers are common all over the park, often with a clashing colour scheme


My sister and I used to have an awesome time in the woods, collecting sticks and having sword fights or pretending they were the ponies our parents refused to buy us. Filling our pockets with odd looking stones, collecting leaves and flowers, getting covered in mud or running ahead and hiding behind trees and trying to scare our parents when they caught up with us. 

Sherringham Park Woods in spring time

I thought the green on the forest floor was water when I first saw it

Anyway, Sheringham Park is a couple of miles outside of Sheringham on the Norfolk coast line, and is owned by the national trust. There are miles and miles of walks to go on, some short, some long. You can walk 5 or 6 miles too the beach or just potter about the woods admiring the brightly coloured bushes of flowers.

When I was young - and in fact up until Christmas this year - there were board walks along the boggier bits of ground, however these have now been removed and replaced with gravel paths, presumably for safety reasons. I'd contest this though, however slippy wooden planks can get nothing compares pain wise to getting gravel stuck in your knees and then having to have it tweezed out by your very unsympathetic mother.

 The board walks were more fun too, you could stamp on them and pretend that dragons lived underneath. You can't do this with a gravel path.

Cows roaming wild and free

View of the sea from the park

Sheringham Park is a lovely place to visit, on your own or with a group of people, its free entry to national trust members or £4.50 all day parking to visitors. Dogs are welcome.


Wednesday, 12 May 2010

Mowbury Gardens, Sunderland

WOOO! Today was my last day of my 2nd year of uni! Only one exam on June 1 and then I am free until October! That means almost 5 months of nothing but escapades and adventures, which will hopefully take me abroad. As well as lots and lots of driving around Norfolk and North East in search of things to fill the inevitably tedious and dull hours until uni starts again. Becasue thats how it always is isn't it, the first two weeks off are amazing, but then boredom sets in, and you wish your days were structured with procrastination and lectures.

Anyway after my last seminar, I wondered though Mowbury Park, which is the most central of Sunderland's three parks. The sun was shining, the trees were full of blossom, the flowers were in bloom, children were playing football and my nose got sunburnt.

Ducks on the pond

Pigeons flock to the park in hope of a few crumbs

The winter Gardens reflected in the pond

The pink and white blossom has burst into life over the last couple of weeks due to the brilliant weather and when the wind blows the petals carpet the paths like confetti or snow.


Blossom on the trees over looking the playground

Blossom

Trees and shadows in the park

Statue

Lion statue amongst the flowers


One of Mowbury Parks flower beds in full bloom

Talking of snow, I recently found the pictures I took of Mowbury park when it was covered under a foot of snow in January of this year and I have decided to post them to show the contrast between winter and spring, and how much difference four months makes.

Pond covered in ice and snow

Edge of pond roped off due to ice, if you look at the benches you can see how deep the snow was

Walrus 


Statue

foot bridge