Day 76/365. This time I took a different path for my photo-walk. Ashland, the home of Henry Clay, has a ocean of beautiful beds of peonies to delight the eye. Some of them may be heirloom because I’ve heard that a lady who was very fond of gardening left her collection of peonies to Ashland after her death. I’m happy that we can enjoy the results of her green thumb and her generosity!
Day 75/365. I’ve been photo-walking at the UK Arboretum several times weekly for the past couple of weeks, weather permitting. I just noticed this bottle tree. I learned that bottle trees are common here in the south, and that it is believed that they originated in Africa. People would place bottle trees near their homes to trap evil spirits because the beauty of the sun shining through the bottles was thought to be irresistible to them. Blue bottles were supposed to be the most powerful traps. I could hear the sounds of the breeze as it whistled through the bottles–maybe a siren song for spirits?