Since I broke my arm last August and the doctors insisted that I take time off from work and slow down I've been doing just that. To say it's been a challenge is pretty accurate but slowly I've become accustomed to this new pace of life. As a way to keep me inspired and to stop me from getting cabin fever, I choose a different outing each day. Last weekend I, along with my mum visited Osterley Park. We found ourselves enchanted with the Osterley, more so than we expected.
As we walked from the station we made our way to the entrance and up a long drive lined with ancient oak trees. To the left you had wide open fields with houses in the distance and on the right you had farmland with cows peacefully grazing here and there, and above were (the admittedly loud) planes taking off at Heathrow Airport. We were soon greeted by the owner of the farm who had set up shop in his drive, baskets heaving with fresh vegetables and fruit.
And finally make your way down the Long Drive to the main walking path of the estate curler on a beautiful Lake to be greeted with sight straight out of a BBC miniseries. Osterley House was originally built in the 1500s in Tudor style, it wasn't until the mid 1700s that the house was heavily remodelled by the architect Robert Adam. Many pieces in the house were actually designed by Adam to fit the room precisely. Behind the house you'll also find a rather exceptional garden, something that I'm always a sucker for. And it wouldn't be a National Trust site without a cafe, so on the premises in what I can only assume was either the stables or staff quarters now lies the Osterley cafe behind which is a beautiful wall in garden that you can also browse.