Penshurst Place is one the finest manor houses in England; it sits in the heart of the Weald at the confluence of the Rivers Medway and Eden, surrounded by wooded hills and ridges. On a fine autumn day, the house and the grounds look like something out of an 18th or 19th century painting.
Penshurst Place and Church 
Gatehouse and oak tree 
Penshurst church 
Penshurst church 
Wall and church 
Gate, wall and manor house 
A view from the south gate 
Penshurst Place 
Penshurst Place in autumn 
Parkland landscape 
Avenue of London plane trees 
Three beech trees and passing gulls 
Hawthorn laden with berries and poplars 
Dying ash tree 
Autumn light
What was it Ben Jonson wrote about Penshurst? ‘A noble pile’ – always amused that, that ‘pile’. How words change, it now sounds like ‘a pile of old…’.
So easy to forget that are places and grounds like this and these around in this over-peopled ‘pile-of’ an island.
Yes, it is a noble pile in the best sense. For good or ill, landownership in England still reflects our feudal past; the comfort blanket of continuity perhaps.
“To Penshurst” by BJ is here https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/50674/to-penshurst
Thanks.
I am also fond of this placehttps://wealdwalking.wordpress.com/hildenborough-to-three-bridges-1-5-days/
Great stuff…will keep tabs on your posts