On the fifth day of our trip, I have a surprise for those of you who live in the States. There is another Chipping Campden in Charlotte, North Carolina. I visited there last fall. I know we aren’t supposed to covet, but honestly! Modeled after classic English architecture with gardens that make your heart sing, and I, who would not trade places with anyone, thought, how come this isn’t my life?
The Cotswold village where we had tea yesterday comes to life in Charlotte, albeit with a light southern drawl. You will be captivated while walking the pea gravel paths through fragrant courtyards lined with herbs, perennials, and flowering shrubs.
The bones of the gardens are perfect; classic favorites of any gardener -boxwood, dogwoods, camellias, gardenias, roses, and hydrangeas. There is a beautiful fountain spouting sunlit water.
Looking over wrought iron gates, small patio gardens are charming and romantic spaces. The writer in me imagined a life as viewed from this English village. I hope you get to see this lovely place one day.
We will extend our Cotswold visit next week to see a few more gardens. Everybody have a nice weekend.
The March issue of the Carolina Magazine has a great article written by my friend John Viccellio. A Bit of Old England in North Carolina. The cover photo says it all.