From time to time I post about the amazing jetty garden my river-dwelling son, Bertie and his adorable Beatrice have created. The 26th August, Bank Holiday Monday was a gloriously warm and sunny day and we were looking forward to a barbecue on the jetty which looks more amazing every year. You approach it down a passage with shelves decorated with found objects. There are portholes to give you glimpses of the river.
There is a dining area.
Here is the relaxing area and what better to relax in than a hammock?
Everything is so healthy and well grown. I have never seen hostas like this with no slug damage and what on earth does Bertie feed them on? He waters each evening and painstakingly pulls off every slug and snail and throws them into the river. Being an animal lover he feels guilty about this. But you can’t be a gardener without the odd bit of slaughter. To make up for all the mollusc massacre Bertie and Beatrice lavish affection on the pigeon nesting in the garden.
There are not just massive hostas but just look at the size of this Japanese forest grass Hakonechloa macra.
And I would like to know how he gets Hydrangea paniculata to look as good as this. The lovely silvery willow behind the hydrangea is Salix exigua.
There is a forest of tree ferns.
The palette is mostly green but with punctuation marks of colour here and there.
The early evening light was beautiful.
And the sunset over the river was dramatic.