Give me the merest hint of a dry sunny day, and I don't need a lot of persuading to head out somewhere - and Chatsworth, of course, is a favourite destination (I've got the annual pass, so I'm determined to use it). The flowers in the garden are mainly dying back now but the trees are just coming in to their autumn glory, so after a brief wander through the cottage garden and the vegetable patch we headed in search of autumnal reds and golds.
We walked along the path above the cascade, then higher still, following one of many streams working its way down the hillside.
These further reaches of the garden always seem neglected by visitors - hardly anyone seems to stray this far, confining themselves to the showier parts.
I like these quieter areas though, with their wonderful trees - the huge specimen firs in the pinetum, and these wondrous acers in autumn finery.
Walking here might not quite be forest bathing, but it almost is.
Having first passed by higher up the slope, we dropped down to the Grotto pool, and from there to the Stryd, and eventually down to the Canal Pond and Emperor Fountain.
As we reached the end of the walk above the Canal, the sun came out, sandwiched between a bank of cloud and the hillside, and bathed everywhere in a warm golden glow.
A lovely end to the day
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