On a thoroughly wet day, we made our way to Kent, the fruit garden of England. All along the country roads were fruit gardens growing and selling strawberries and cherries, but mostly closed due to the inclement weather. In the pouring rain, the roadside hawkers of strawberries were sadly wanting of punters.
Great Dixter, a gem of a garden, hidden along Dixter Lane, without the benefit of a "brown sign", confused even the most sofisticated sat nav. In the constant downpour, the gardens and the meadows shimmered with carpets of meadow flowers and natural ponds. It was truly a stunning garden experience at every turn.