A place of beauty and mystery, Untermyer Gardens Conservatory, delights one’s soul and senses. A wonderland any time of the year with echoes of a bygone era. In winter the lushness has withered into slumber and what remains are the bare shrubs, yellowed-out grasses and flower heads looking dry and brittle to the touch. Still, they all stand upright or twisted, swaying in the the cold, cold breeze. Defiantly elegant in melancholy on a rainy afternoon.
I’m so curious about this place. And grateful.
Above images all © Monika Sosnowski, 2017