A while back one of my classes went to a place called Lichgate, once the home of an English professor who never married and lived there for most of her life. When she died her ashes were infused into the giant oak tree in front of her small, humble, cottage home. Because the grounds are so beautiful, there are usually many weddings there each month, but on the weekdays the grounds are open to visitors and it is the perfect place to have a picnic or take a walk on a day when the weather is pleasant.
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| The cottage... |
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The inside of the cottage still had
some of it's original furniture. |
The oak tree is over 300 years old and there has been much effort to keep it alive. The base of the tree was covered in mulch to keep people from walking directly onto the roots. Climbing or touching the tree was also strictly prohibited. The tree has sort of a magical quality-- in fact the entire grounds did.
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| The tree was lovely... |
On the grounds there were paths and gardens to go exploring in. The professor chose this location for her house because of it's proximity to nature and the tree served as inspiration for her writing.
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| A sweet little bridge... |
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| A beautiful path. |
I hope I get to go again sometime in the future. It would be nice to spend a whole day there, just reading a book on a bench or having tea and a light lunch with a friend.
Thanks for reading! Are there any magical places that you've been to in the past?
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