It was very nice, once we found it, which required a map.To get the map, we walked the length of Charles Street, looking everywhere for a table or booth, and asking people along the way. But it was well worth being briefly confused.
Here are a few photos my husband took with his iPhone:
An artist was working and selling paintings in this tiny garden.
It was often crowded along the narrow pathways, but everyone was gracious.
Beacon Hill gardens are often a little wild and old-fashioned.
Many feature sculptures. This mossy lion reminded me of Snalbert.
We saw some interesting work, although we didn't get to see everything. It was a perfect way to spend a sunny Sunday afternoon — until a bird pooped on my head. I know it's supposed to bring good luck, and I would like some. (I'm waiting....) So I didn't curse the skies, I just decided to go home.
Before I sign off, I want to show you that swimming pool on Beacon Hill. This garden wasn't open yesterday, but I saw it at an open house last year and will never forget it. It has a certain Old Hollywood glamour:
A roomy courtyard with a small pool, and a vine-covered pergola behind it.
The heated pool has a dolphin fountain, and is not very deep.
The pool and courtyard, taken from the pergola. City living at its best!


1 comments:
That pool is AMAZING! Who knew that you'd find one in Beacon Hill. Wow. Thanks for posting that!
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