Great Dixter

Great Dixter on a grey afternoon in May with rain threatening. The old manor sinks into the gentle hillside under steep-pitched roofs and tall chimneys; an Elizabethan galleon on a sea of meadows and woodlands that flow across this quiet corner of the Weald. The fields are full of buttercups and orchids but behind the high walls of neat-clipped yew Taxus baccata is a complex of hidden gardens filled with a jungle of colour.

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The house of grey oak, cream plaster and red peg tiles by Lutyens is imposing, intricate and English
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Being led up the narrow path of uneven York stone

The spring weeds such as cow parsley Anthriscus sylvestnis and barren brome Bromus sterilis and even the odd curled dock Rumex crisps are left to flourish amongst the exotic.  

The Eastern Mediterranean has been transplanted to East Sussex: Jerusalem sage Phlomis fruticosus and smoke tree Cotinus coggygria are the most obvious. Pink Gladiolus italicus, and purple and white Allium contrast with bright yellow umbels on giant fennel Ferula communis. Elsewhere, Mahonia and Magnolia tell of the Himalayas and mulberry Morus nigra and Wisteria of China.

The long border is a beautiful Expressionist riot within the confines of a narrow rectangle of planting.

The whole is part bedlam, part sanctuary; in places a confusing yet intoxicating Rite of Spring, and in others, a melancholy reminder of pastoral England.

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Old sheds and meadows


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  1. Jos Mawdsley says:

    Utterly stunning Steve. I miss Great Dixter so much – we lived just down the lane from it (you must have driven past our old front door!) and love to get any news or pictures of it. It is an absolute inspiration. Thanks for the beautiful photos and words.

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