Ultimately, I was mostly captivated by the sad history of this place. My interest in it begins with my deep affection for Wilfred Owen's poetry, with my long-held belief that, at least in the US, World War I is a forgotten war. So few people seem to have any awareness of how the war impacted every part of life in the UK. Heligan's history illustrates that so well. Before the war began, 23 individuals worked on the grounds of the estate. So many proud young men signed up to fight for their country, and three years later, only eight of them were left.
The gardens are lovely. The memorials scattered throughout the gardens, however, serve as a powerful reminder of what exactly was lost.
I'll just leave you with photos from the garden and let them speak for the place.
|At the entrance of the garden|
|The first of many memorials we saw today|
|The glasshouses in the flower garden house peach trees|
|I love the memorial plaque on the bench in this peaceful garden|
|One of many beautiful fanned fruit trees|
|This marks an honor bestowed by the|
Imperial War Museum
|Tools and pots left behind in the beautiful|
potting shed, waiting for the gardeners
|The spot seemed so peaceful|
|That's Diggory the Scarecrow in the|
|Just one section of the long archway of apple trees|
|Another memorial in one of the glasshouses|
|Bluebells in the woodland|
|This gives me an idea...|
We're off to church at Truro Cathedral tomorrow and to visit a few other spots nearby. Stay tuned.