We really went to New York to see the Italian Renaissance art at the Metropolitan.
But there are always gardens to see, of course. Our hotel room on the 11th floor overlooked this rooftop garden. When you see how many plants and containers are crammed into this little space, you know these people are dedicated gardeners.
Here are some similar gardens in the west Village.
But the real garden of the day was the High Line. I’d been wanting to visit this rail-trail for years. The second section opened earlier this summer, so we were able to walk the trail from 30th St. down to Gansevoort St. in the west Village. It was a clear, sunny day with low humidity and a light breeze, perfect for strolling along.
Our starting point was right by the Lincoln Tunnel entrance, a not very promising spot that was loaded with cars, trucks and confusing street patterns. But we knew we were on the right track (ha) when we saw the trees waving above us in the distance.
We took the elevator, which featured a button surely found nowhere else. Are you headed for G or HL?
Our first sight featured just about everything that makes the High Line so wonderful: clean, thoughtful design using lots of wood; sun-loving, drought-tolerant, often native plants; and an elevation that gets you above the street but not so high that you’re removed from the life of the city. Also, lots of places to sit and enjoy the view.
I foolishly asked one of the gardeners about maintenance, and she said firmly that this was NOT a low-maintenance garden, that despite its wild look it was carefully planned and took a lot of work. Sorry! I wasn’t sure if she was sick of this question or was just tired of weeding.
It might be difficult to have your bedroom window looking out onto the High Line. Here was one person’s stylish solution.
There’s plenty of art to be seen, from bird houses to this photo on the wall of a nearby building.
A plant list for August is here, so even though I couldn’t identify everything, there is hope.