|It was fascinating and spooky - it reminded me of the deserted building that led to another world in the movie "Spirited Away"|
With the lake on my right and I went up the path
and I felt a growing sense of wonder as I saw
... at the top a low stone fence and a little archway leading into a garden.
|A secret garden|
Sitting inside the walled area were three teenage girls, who said hello to me but looked uncomfortable. (When I went past on my way down they were gone; I'm afraid they may have thought I was someone's parent and they didn't want to be seen).
Going through the garden, at the other end there was a wide green lawn with trees and benches on the cliff overlooking the lake.
I went to sit on this bench next to this remarkable tree, and nearby was this small plaque:
It brought tears to my eyes, making me think of the
loss of my own brother.
On the other side of the grassy area was a wood. I spotted a gazebo and heard the sound of guitar music. I didn't go any further, thinking I could come back another day....
|Just outside the garden|
|View from the top|
When I got back down I was thinking I had finally found a nice quiet place - that is natural, secluded (no sounds of traffic going by) and near the lake - and I would come here again to think, perhaps to write, to daydream....
Unfortunately there was a sign in the small parking area I hadn't noticed before. It stated that parking was only allowed with city sticker or a permit from that town, otherwise there was a $75 fine.
Oh well. Lucky I didn't get fined at least.
|Someday I will come back.|