Wave Hill, it was time to go...

After surveying the Alpine house at Wave Hill, I walked the path up to the Gold Border (which I have no memory of) and then arrived at the Upper Pergolas. This was a difficult area to photograph because several of the benches had people sitting and chatting, their conversations seemed to say "go away you with the camera in your hands!", and so I did. It was a nice surprise when the first empty benches I happened upon also had gourds growing above them.

The jagged-edged planters at the top of the low wall that defined the seating areas were planted up with low-growing colorful sedum.

A tropical theme was busting out on the other side... 


As time was running out I turned my attention to the Aquatic Garden...
Golden grasses set the mood.
Dasylirion wheeleri in a container.
I couldn't resist a shot of the backlit grasses in bloom.
The gardeners at Wave Hill know how to use containers for maximum impact.
The other garden visitors were moving on now, so I could snap a couple more photos under the pergolas...

One last shot of the Aquatic Garden before...
I walked on to the Wild Garden.



About here is when I started to hear the loud melodic announcement that the garden was closing and it was time to move to the exit. It was just a man and his voice, no amplification. Were the acoustics amazing, or was his voice just huge? It was striking. I won't lie I was also a little worried because I didn't know where I was or how to get to the exit. Would I be locked in the garden all night? 
Not to worry, I found my way out. I was thrilled to later discover this image on my phone. Snapped not far from where I took the above photo ^ it, once again, shows the difference between how my two devices process the light. This one sums up how I felt about my magical visit to Wave Hill...

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