Spring has officially sprung.
This past Sunday, my friend Maria and I celebrated spring by heading out to a nearby botanical garden, complete with a mansion-turned-art-museum. A co-worker has a membership to the gardens, so she graciously took us as her guests and showed us around so that we could decide whether we wanted to get our own membership in the near future. The estate once belonged to the family that developed Maxwell House coffee. When they sold the Maxwell House brand for millions, they bought the land and commissioned a famous architect to build a beautiful house. Now the grounds and the estate are open to the public.
It’s a beautiful place — in the near future, I’ll definitely be returning with a book to make myself at home on one of the many benches. When you walk around near the house, you can almost picture Mr. Darcy or Colonel Brandon coming around the corner from their turn in the garden.
And since there is an admission fee, it wasn’t as crowded as many of the other parks would be on days like Sunday (when it was 80 degrees and sunny).
I can’t wait until the dogwoods are blooming– there’s a whole section of the gardens dedicated to them.
Unfortunately, with spring comes allergies. And when your car is coated with a fine layer of yellow dust, you know you’re in for a bad day.