Leslie called me a couple of weeks ago and asked me if I'd like to go to Gibbs Gardens. I was a bit hesitant, at first, because I remembered her mentioning how much she enjoyed going and I didn't want to spoil her time because I wasn't sure if I could walk. I told her that, but she said, "They have plenty of benches and a tram."
We met a couple of exits up 400 on Saturday at 8:15. Off we went. I thought I would enjoy it, but I had no idea how much I'd enjoy it. The Japanese Gardens were my favorite, but they say the daffodils in the spring are incredible. Fall happens to be my favorite part of the year. I don't think the leaves were at their peak, but they were very pretty. I'm not a photographer, but everywhere I turned there was a beautiful picture. The one thing I discovered is that the prettiest places are a bit confusing in photos because of the reflections in the water--they make for a little confusion, I think. I'm sure someone who knows what they are doing with a camera would know how to take better pictures. When we first got there, there weren't many people except for people who came to take pictures. We laughed when we saw one man walking a stroller with all his camera equipment. Smart. I was going to insert pictures, but I think I'll just stick them at the end as I wound up picking more than a few. The few water lilies were incredible, but Leslie said when she was there another time the ponds were covered with them.
Leslie is like me in that she loves to take pictures. I'm anxious for her to share some of hers with me as she had her good camera with her, and I had my point and shoot. I was trying to travel as light as possible. Believe it or not, I walked for six hours with no trouble. (I came back to edit this five hours taking into account lunch and travel time. We had a lovely lunch in the garden and we were even serenaded by a gentleman playing an accordion.
|When he came to our table I asked him to play the Godfather Theme, and he did!|
Putting pictures at the end in case you just want to glance. I don't know how well you can see them. You have to see, in person, how beautiful things are. While I was fascinated with the reflections, I was disappointed in my pictures.
|Mr Gibbs had sculptures to represent his grandchildren|
|This is a fairly good example of the reflections in the water|
|The Guest House|
|The Manor House|
|Small Water Falls Abound|
|This is a dead ceramic goose to keep the geese away. They also had pictures of dogs or coyotes around the grounds to scare off the geese. The absence of insects was wonderful.|
|There weren't man lilies left, but here's one.|