In the background: large red moundy things that are actually giant planters, probably 8 feet tall and about 4 feet around, filled with begonias. Talk about high-maintenance.
And here’s a funny thing that happened at this park: I walked all over looking for the gift shop–you know, being a tourist, and a garden-minded one at that, a gift shop seemed in order. There were maps pointing out the many other features of this park (the orangery, the Japanese garden), but the gift shop was not marked. Instead, there was a very cryptic sign telling visitors to go past the "old greenhouse" and that the gift shop would be just past a giant plane tree.
I don’t know what the hell a plane tree is, and I never did find the gift shop. I guess if you don’t know your trees, they don’t want your money. That’s all right; I’m spending it quickly enough as it is.Posted by Amy Stewart on August 25, 2006 at 6:21 am, in the category Real Gardens.