Chanticleer: A Pleasure Garden!

It's been called a gardener's garden.  I can see why.  It's designed for joy, for pleasure, for replenishing the soul.  It's not an arboretum - there are no labels to make it into a classroom;  no barriers to immediate experience.  It was a hot day today, but there were so many shady groves.  Our grandsons could run all over the meadows, and get soaked in the sprinklers.  An intimate jewel, it is a work of art, that changes from season to season. 

I'm grateful it is nearby.  This was the first time we made it there since moving to the Philly area.  I'll go back alone, with my sketchbook and watercolor pencils!