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Monday, June 26, 2017

The "Enter The Cone Zone" Story

It was an ordinary day.  Visiting one of my favorite new places, the LancasterHistory.org campus, at the corner of Marietta Avenue and North President Ave. in Lancaster, Pennsylvania.  My wife bought me a year's membership to the campus as a Christmas gift and I have made quite a few trips to both the museum and President James Buchanan's home known as Wheatland.  Well, when I entered the museum lobby today and talked with the clerk she told me I may want to visit the Conifer and Dwarf Conifer garden in front of the building.  It is one of a dozen or so Conifer and Dwarf Conifer gardens in the United States.  With my camera in hand I walked across the parking area to find a beautiful landscaped garden with a very large array of trees.  I found a brochure in a holder nearby that told of the American Conifer Society which was asking me to join the society.  The not-for-profit American Conifer Society was founded in 1983 to promote the use and appreciation of conifers in the garden and landscape and to educate the public about the care and preservation of them.  I spent the next half-hour looking at the variety of conifers and dwarf conifers before returning to the museum and taking a few photos of the beautiful planters that stand in front of the museum.  Hope you enjoy my photographs of the wonderful conifers and flowers that make the exterior of the museum a welcoming place.  It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.  PS - Remember to click on photos to enlarge them.


Dwarf Korean Fir
The cone of the Dwarf Korean Fir.
The Miniature Japanese White Pine
The Miniature Japanese Umbrella Pine
The Miniature Himalayan Juniper
The Miniature Norway Spruce
The Cones of the Miniature Norway Spruce.
The Miniature Western Red Cedar
The Miniature Eastern White Pine

Shasta Daisy
Columbine
Poppy
Bleeding Heart
Lupine
Poppy
The entrance to LancasterHistory.org
 

2 comments:

  1. I discovered your blog a few weeks ago when reminiscing on my time spent in St. Maarten. My family owned a villa at Mullet Bay in the 70s & 80s and fortunately sold it before the hurricane hit. I moved there for awhile in the early 1980s, lived in Orleans and managed a small guest house and later worked on a 1900s Dutch schooner. There was virtually nothing at Orient Bay except footprints in the sand and a couple of shack-like beach bars. Years later I visited there via a sailboat trip and a couple of cruises. I know what a special place it is and why you love it too...

    But as I explored your blog further I couldn’t stop reading. I love it! I grew up in the Midwest with a father who was a history buff. Most of our family vacations had a history or science angle to them. I became a geologist but later left that field and worked in many areas such as material science, environmental engineering, telecom and lastly automotive. For 30-40 years the family business was vintage collectables - coins, postcards, trade cards, etc., but my love is victorian furniture (loved the recent post about the grandfather clock). I love the woodworking from that time and have my grandparents clock.

    I was recently laid off my job at a large truck manufacturer and decided to live a dream I've always had. I cashed it all in and moved to the hills in NW IL (yes, we do have beautiful hills in that corner of the state). I am restoring a 1920s farm house on a couple of acres outside a small town of 800. The house has all the original woodwork (unpainted!) and a wrap around porch. I'm a single woman, I don't know a sole in the area, and I don't know a thing about farming or cows. I'm beginning my life's next adventure.

    Sorry, got off track there... What I wanted to say is that I so enjoy your posts - your beautiful family & dear friends, the fearless adventures with your lovely wife, your poignant accounts of both of your health battles (I'm in the midst of some, myself), the interesting historical and nature articles, and of course, the awesome photos you take. It all speaks to me and I wanted you to know that somewhere, out in the universe, a total stranger is enjoying your story, your thoughts, your adventures and wishing you and your family good health and a long, happy life. Your blog is a wonderful gift to your family for years to come. Please don't ever stop writing. :-)

    You, are no ordinary guy. Thank you, Linda

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  2. Linda, Your comment made my day! I loved your story and shared it with my wife. You seem to have experienced more in your life than most people could ever dream of. And, after reading your story, I believe you too should write a blog and share the wealth of experiences with the rest of the world. I hope your health battle will have a positive outcome as have our battles. I really began my blog as a history for my family, but it blossomed into much more. And, I must admit I had a few tears in my eyes as I read y our final paragraph. Thank you so much for being a constant visitor. My hobby has become my passion and I will only end it when I can no longer push the keys that tell the stories of my life. A funny story about your name. My wife's name is Carol, but when I went to my 50th high school's class reunion, the head of the reunion commiittee, of which I am a part, announced that she could not be there due to having mono. He evidently didn't know her name since he called her Linda and everyone that signed a get-well card for her addressed their note to Linda. That is except those that know her. When I went home she had the best laugh reading all the notes addressed to Linda. When I had her read your comment, she once again smiled when she read your name. I seem to have a fancy for the name of Linda. God bless you for taking the time to write to me. As I said in the beginning ... it really made my day. Larry

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