When we go away on holiday, a weekend break or more, we try to get out everyday and visit a garden or park nearby. Seeing something of beauty or of culture to balance out all of the eating and beach side lounging. But when we are home, in Bristol, we often to forget to visit the beautiful gardens on our doorstep. This is something I want to change, starting with a visit to the Bristol Botanical Gardens.
I have lived in Bristol for most of my life, a good 30 years of it, but this was my first time to the Botanical Gardens – SHOCK! I know! What have I been doing?
We arrived after a quick picnic lunch on the Downs, and wandered straight into the greenhouses – of course, it had to be. As a family we adore greenhouses, the scent, the humidity and the variety of bonkers plants that can be found in their glass homes.
As a plant lover I adore all the varieties and species in the greenhouse, but if I had to choose one, it would be the arid greenhouse, full of succulents and spiky cactus. So many varieties and crazy bonkers shapes. Hilarious laughter at ones that look like rude bits, while others just fascinate us with their leaf structure or colour.
My boys may moan about being dragged around ‘another’ garden, but actually they soon get stuck in, feeling the leaves, marvelling at the shapes and discussing aspects of plant life and where they perhaps came from.
Charlie’s favourite was the pond inside the tropical glasshouse. Gosh it was so hot in there, the heat hitting us as soon as we opened the door. Perhaps visiting in Summer was not such a great idea – one for the Winter. But never the less, it was beautiful in there. The pond, covered in large lily pads, felt like we had entered Jurassic world. Swimming amongst the pads, tiny guppy fish, darting this way and that out of the shadows.
I wish could have spent longer in there, but the heat got to us all. Instead we dashed back out to the cacti, a slightly more enjoyable heat. We shall return in the Autumn, when we can enjoy the warmer glasshouses better.