The Whimsical Garden
Our home was built in the 1820’s, facing the water so that the owners at the time could see the whaling ships coming into the harbor.
Our garden is without much structure but it is planted with shrubs and perennials as naturally as possible. It is a labor of love and much of the yard art has meaning to us. The jungle gym, in the back, comes from the Old Hills School and was the exact one I played on as a child. The old swing set, in the front, was given to me by a dear friend whose father got it from an old playground in the city. The sulky, on the roof of the garage, was a gift from a friend who used to ride at Roosevelt Field. The old sink is from the house and the “Bed of Roses” was a gift from a neighbor.
Because of our location, we often find people in our garden. They visit Cold Spring Harbor and walk around. Many think we are a Bed and Breakfast. Others think our garden is a public park where they may picnic. One crazy story we tell is of the time when we came home to find a Japanese wedding going on in our garden. The people told us it reminded them of their home.
Enjoy your stroll through our “mess”. Don’t ask the name of the plants – there are too many to remember!