We’re staying in Surrey with a lovely homeschooling family of 11 cheerful kids, mostly boys. We needed to go about and let them do school. We had about hit our saturation point for castles so we scratched Windsor Castle, not to mention the 11 pound admission (per person, not to put too fine a point on it, which translates to $45) is not covered with our Great British Heritage Pass.
We looked at the Pass booklet and found RHS Wisley Gardens. Cool. We imagined a lovely little garden, a ten minute walk perhaps. The sun was shining and we wanted to be outside. It was the first day of sunshine since Iona. So we took off.
When we arrived at the car park and saw hundreds and hundreds of cars we were astounded. This was no wee little garden! We didn’t know that RHS meant the Royal Horticultural Society. The place was astounding. Gardening of every type. We kept moaning that our daughter-in-law, Jessie, wasn’t with us. Oh, she would have loved this place even more than we did.
Gardeners, official horticulturalists, were working away and available to ask questions, sort of garden docents.
A section on container gardening had this boot. I couldn’t resist it.
Too early for the rose garden.
The model vegetable garden made me drool.
Curt looked this guy up when we got home : he’s a robin! They look different here.
You can tell I am having a hard time limiting pictures.
It was splendiforous!
Jess, we’re going on a Great Britian garden tour someday!