Wednesday, August 19, 2009

In the steps of Georgiana


Walking the grounds of Chatsworth with feathered friends

8 comments:

Michelle said...

Ah but I wish I were there!

Eliza Ward said...

Awhhh that's so cute!!

Polonaise said...

How cute! I hope this is going to be a new series. There are so many places that still exist with a G connection.

I remember some very bold chickens at Chatsworth. I had to really hustle!

Lesley said...

Beautiful picture!

Paul Miller said...

@Polonaise: I hear that. Poultry can be alarming. I was chased onto a picnic table at the tender age of eight by a flock of vicious geese, who gathered round to hiss at me with their satanic tongues. *shivers, glances nervously over shoulder*

Heather Carroll said...

Hahaha! It's probably an essential part of childhood to get hissed at by a goose or swan and get the begeezus scared out of you

Lauren said...

I wish I was there! phesants and all!

Patti said...

Couldn't I just sit there for about a week and a half? It's a perfect place to sit and read, doze, snack . . .