Christmas At Chatsworth

I love Chatsworth House and have done since I was a teenager. I went to university in Derby and love days out in the Peak District. I found it such an escape from studying and trying to come to terms with being diagnosed with a incurable crohnic illness.

To escape I often drove to the Peak District with the lovely town of Bakewell and the quaint village of Hartington being favourites.  A visit to Bakewell always meant an afternoon at Chatsworth House. A visit was always made at Christmas to view the stunning Christmas decorations.

With life being what it is I hadn’t visited for a number of years. But this year I just wanted to visit and loose myself in the beautiful surroundings.

The house had been beautifully decorated with a Nutcracker theme.

Everywhere you looked there Nutcrackers, all beautifully lined up.

The decorations really were stunning and the rooms had been decorated in a fantastic style.The decorations were stunning.

The hanging decorations were stunning and I wish I could put some up in my house.

Just like when I was at university I just escaped life when I walked around.

In comparison my attempt as decorating a tree is quite pitiful.

The wreaths on the door also gave me decoration envy!

There were just so many trees and decorations to look at.

The library was decorated beautifully.

Everywhere you looked there was s beautiful decorated tree.

There was even a decoration of the 6th Duchess of Devonshire who caused quite a controversy in the late 1700s.

The whole house was truly stunning and I wished I could spend more time there.

Time to relax and contemplate life. Something that was very needed.

Time to sit back and reflect on this year. A year that features many lies but I was blessed with some pretty good highs to.

Do you take time out to reflect on what you have experienced?

Do you find Christmas brings out emotions you tried so hard to hide?