huntington botanical gardens
huntington botanical gardens
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i never knew this place existed. there are lots of places like this, and i don't just mean gardens, but cool cultural experiences around LA. though i don't live in LA proper, i have lived in the area for five years now, and have barely begun to know LA.
you wouldn't guess it, but in a residential area of san marino, lies vast gardens and a library that boasts in its collection a copy of the gutenberg bible on vellum and chaucer's canterbury tales. on my first visit, i barely had time to see most of the gardens. the bf was tired, but up for rising early on a saturday and driving in before the crowds for a private tour of the newly constructed liu fang yuan: garden of flowing fragrance, well worth the extra cost which included admission.
designed to be experienced with few people to best soak up the tranquility and enrich the mind in contemplation, the authenticity of the chinese garden was brought about by the collaborative efforts of the huntington organization, donations from local community, and artisans from china. i was impressed--starting from the undulating white walls reminiscent of a dragon's back with staggered roof tiles embossed with decorative symbols, looking through the motif windows to gaze into the world inside, walking across the patterned rock paved ground and looking across the still water to watch a heron fly and perch on a distant rock.
after our tour, we visited the botanical conservatory, with its humid and tropical environs, sporting orchids, air plants, water plants and everything in between. from there we entered the children's garden, which invited the curious and inspired the children in all of us.
walking into the desert garden, one of my favorite, was like landing on mars--phenomenal and strange, but cool. there were crazy succulent trees with spears of flowers, pretty cactus balls with bright pink flowers taunting you to dare to be pricked, wiry yucca trees, red buds and orange buds in the weirdest parts of plants.
the rose garden was a typical rose garden. i'm not a big fan of rose gardens, but it reminded me of my grandmother who smells sweet and powdery.
the japanese garden is usually my favorite type of garden, but by the time we made it here, it was crawling with people and kids. it was lovely, but the experience would have been better with fewer human dots on the less is more landscape. the koi are huge and beautiful and must have been fed by visitors in the past because they flock to you when you get close to the edge. the zen garden was nice, and there were some gravity defying bonsais.
laze frogs sunned themselves on lily pads in the pond near the jungle garden as turtles hung out on rocks near the periphery. big bamboo forests both thin and fat rivaled the many varieties of palm. it was a lovely getaway from the concrete jungle we are daily accustomed to.
click here for photos from our sojourn.
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