Clare sorts her stuff outAfter we had visited the house and gardens we walked around the perimeter in the fields where cattle graze and came upon this sculpture on a felled tree.
The Montacute OwlJust one parting thought. One of the portraits in the house is of a strikingly modern Elinor Glyn, who died in 1943. I had never heard of her but she's in Wikipedia here, an early writer of women's erotic fiction. She gets to be on the wall by virtue of her long-lasting affair with a late owner of the house, Lord Curzon ... but by all acounts she preferred to be on a bearskin rug.