Hyde Hall. 06.09.12.
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The RHS garden at Hyde Hall is built on the top of a low rise
in the clay based arable landscape of southern Essex. The garden
rolls down the hill and blends seamlessly into the fields beyond.
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The climate is dry in the winter and parched in the summer. The clay soil
cracks open in an alarming fashion, but retains sufficient water
to support the adventurous gardener.
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At Hyde Hall the established traditional garden is enhanced by a large dry garden
that allows an amazing and unexpected range of Mediterranean plants to be grown.
This shows the oldest section of the dry garden, which is now
richly furnished with plants.
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Among the unexpected occupants is this Albizia julibrissin var rosea.
I know a couple of gardens that grow it, although it has been
severely damaged by recent cold winters, but this one seems to
have survived as a thing of beauty. It is flowering freely
and the trunk is undamaged. Gardens in the extreme east of the country
are able to supply the sort of summer heat required.
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The dry garden has been a great success and so it was expanded
substantially during last winter. The new plantings are still
barely covering the ground, and the gravel surface still
dominates the scene, but it is growing rapidly. At
the end of its first season it no longer looks 'new'
and before long it will seem established and inevitable.
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This bronze form of Carlina acaulis is a wonderful thistle.
It doesn't always grow this tall - I sat on one one in a meadow in the Alps
and can vouch for the protective effect of all those
prickles!
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Zauschneria californica 'Dublin' is a wonderful plant
in almost any position, but here in the gravel it captures the last evening sunlight
and becomes luminous.
Hyde Hall is becoming one of my favourite gardens. It is still
developing rapidly, making mistakes and inventing new solutions for problems.
It has a playfullness and irreverence that are a perfect counterpoint
to the solid majesty of the agricultural landscape. This isn't a pig in a tiara,
it is a perfect lotus emerging from the mud.
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