What happens when a bunch of staff and volunteers from Mount Stewart go to Powerscourt?We critically assess the planting, we drink entire bottles of wine at lunch, we laugh over dead pets’ tombstones and we lay imaginary siege to foreign lands from tiny towers!
You regular readers already know exactly how much I love Powerscourt, which is lots and lots. So I was appropriately excited when it was announced that there would be a trip for staff and volunteers to the estate!
With the family connection to Mount S (the 4th Marquess of Londonderry married the widowed Vicountess Powerscourt), a entire busload of comrades were very keen to make a Monday mission from the North to Co. Wicklow. Naturally, we had the best of times romping the grounds and chatting up their ducks.
This was all quickly followed by a good dose of tree hugging. Powerscourt has some well labelled and highly huggable trees, many of which have been carved all over with hearts and names. Many a star-crossed lover has made their way through these grounds, perhaps?
One place everyone was keen to see was the Pet Cemetery. Powerscourt is full of superlatives, but it boasts the largest pet cemetery in Ireland. We had to pay particular homage to Eugenie, the cow who produced over 100,000 litres of milk!
After paying our respects, we wrapped around the bottom of the lake and headed through the Japanese Garden. It is a beautiful tie of year to walk there. It is an abundance of green with bright shots of red. I’m sure it will be impressive when autumn really takes hold.
The final destination on the looped walk was the Pepperpot Tower, the enourmous playhouse nestled in woodland. While walking up to the Pepperpot Tower an Australian couple tried to point out a squirrel to me. I took one look at it and said, “Oh, it’s just a grey.” They walked away puzzled about how I could be so non-plussed about a fuzzy creature that doesn’t exist in my home country.Don’t let these landscape and artsy photos fool you, those cannons had a lot of posing and attention. I’m just saving those photos for a day I need to bribe someone for a slice of cake 😉
Speaking of cake, after walking the entire way around the gardens we were in desperate need of nourishment. So it was back into the house to visit the cafe before we piled into the bus bound for the Guinness Storehouse.
Wham bam! Work trip conquering Powerscourt – check!