This afternoon, Lya drove north toward the sea, to a grand old house called Verhildersum. It is surrounded by a moat and big gardens (although there was little blooming this early in the spring).
The gardens have some lovely sculpture.
The inside of the house was open, but is undergoing restoration, and photography is not permitted.
Forget-me-nots:
Before we got to the house, we toured some small roads into the countryside in search of what Lya calls "trees with eyes," which are birch in rows along a country road.
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