Just before the New Year, I had a day where I woke, was about to go full steam ahead into a day of hard work, and thought: I need to go to the Huntington.
Courtesy of my friend Judy, I had a guest pass, and since I now LIVE IN PASADENA where these world-class gardens, library and galleries are located, I motored on down.
Every once in a while in this vale of tears, we are graced with a few blessed hours of utter peace.
Such were my hours there.
Here, in no particular order, are some shots of the cactus garden, the Japanese tea house gardens, the rose gardens, the camellia path, a lemon tree before which I could have knelt, and more.