Return to the Innisfree Garden
With the layoff ax at the library sinking lower and lower over my head and getting perilously close to falling, I needed a little bit of cheeriness to distract us. So Laurie and I piled into my Saturn, which somehow made it 230 miles to and from Millbrook, New York's Innisfree Garden on, as I later found out from the mechanic, essentially two of its four cylinders.
Despite all the doom and gloom around us in New York City, everything upstate is still very, very green. This is a good thing. It's also a sharp contrast to our first visit up to the Innisfree Garden, when everything was turning red, brown, yellow, etc. (as evidenced here: http://herb-lehman.livejournal.com/113964.html)
The picturesque lake at the Innisfree Garden, a Chinese scholar's garden that shares its name with a nineteenth century William Butler Yeats poem. How's that for diversity?
And if you like rocks, Innisfree, uh, really rocks...
I have no idea what that thing is supposed to be, but I like it.
Fred Flintstone would blush at all the old stonework. I love this stairway to nowhere.
I'm guessing that's supposed to be a crucifix. A tree-shaped crucifix. Does that make it a treecifix?
The last time we went to Innisfree Garden, it was mid-October, and though the foliage was gorgeous, it was evident that all natural life was about to shut down for the winter. So it was markedly different to see the garden with everything in bloom:
Yes, that would be a snake. We also saw frogs and fishies in the lake, but those pictures didn't come out so great.
And with the garden completely green instead of various autumn colors, the various water effects scattered throughout the garden were even more brilliant.
Smooooooooke...on the waaaaaa-ter....fire in the skies.... (insert rocking air guitar here)
And of course, it wouldn't be a herb_lehman post without the obligatory bridge picture: in this case, the slightly rickety wooden bridge crossing mere inches over the lake.
Despite all the doom and gloom around us in New York City, everything upstate is still very, very green. This is a good thing. It's also a sharp contrast to our first visit up to the Innisfree Garden, when everything was turning red, brown, yellow, etc. (as evidenced here: http://herb-lehman.livejournal.com/113964.html)
The picturesque lake at the Innisfree Garden, a Chinese scholar's garden that shares its name with a nineteenth century William Butler Yeats poem. How's that for diversity?
And if you like rocks, Innisfree, uh, really rocks...
I have no idea what that thing is supposed to be, but I like it.
Fred Flintstone would blush at all the old stonework. I love this stairway to nowhere.
I'm guessing that's supposed to be a crucifix. A tree-shaped crucifix. Does that make it a treecifix?
The last time we went to Innisfree Garden, it was mid-October, and though the foliage was gorgeous, it was evident that all natural life was about to shut down for the winter. So it was markedly different to see the garden with everything in bloom:
Yes, that would be a snake. We also saw frogs and fishies in the lake, but those pictures didn't come out so great.
And with the garden completely green instead of various autumn colors, the various water effects scattered throughout the garden were even more brilliant.
Smooooooooke...on the waaaaaa-ter....fire in the skies.... (insert rocking air guitar here)
And of course, it wouldn't be a herb_lehman post without the obligatory bridge picture: in this case, the slightly rickety wooden bridge crossing mere inches over the lake.
