Lilies in the Native Plant Garden |
The
Chicago Botanic Gardens are known worldwide, despite being less than 50 years
old. The origins can be traced back to the Chicago Horticultural Society which
was founded more than 100 years ago, and today the CBG is owned by the Forest
Preserve District of Cook County and operated by the Chicago Horticultural
Society. Although it had been at least a dozen years since my last visit, I knew
we were in for a treat and was very much looking forward to refilling my batteries
in this urban oasis.
Fountain in the English Walled Garden |
Situated
on 385 acres east of the Edens expressway (just north of the Skokie Lagoons),
the garden is unique in that it contains six miles of shoreline, with nine islands
offering a wide range of formal and more casual gardens. Although a couple of
hours are not enough to see the gardens in their entirety, it is just enough
for a walk around the main island through some of the more intensely managed
areas.
After emerging
from the Visitor Center we crossed the bridge over to the main island and
started our visit in the Crescent and on the Esplanade. The views toward North
Lake and the fountain were aglow in the soft evening light, and we stuck to the
shoreline to reach the Native Plant Garden.
A lotus flower blooming in the Heritage Garden |
The Aquatic
Plant Garden is really unique, waterlilies blooming on both sides of a pier
that zigzags through the water. Adjacent to it is the bulb garden, which
offered some of the most fantastic color on this particular visit.
A rainbow of colors in the Bulb Garden |
We
crossed back through the Landscape Garden, emerging near the Circle Garden. The
boys were not so excited about crossing the bridge to Spider Island once I told
them it was named after the giant arachnids that live on the island (jk folks),
but we persisted, and the dappled sunlight on the birches reminded me of the
Latvian forests that are in every Latvian’s heart.
Bonsai!!! |
We cut
through the Regenstein Center to see the Bonsai Collection. There are over 200
bonsai that are displayed on a rotating basis, including a Japanese white pine
that has been trained for at least 100 years.
We
walked around the rose garden, and the boys took turns photographing, sniffing
and splashing in the fountain.
The
east end is my favorite portion of the island, as paths meander and crisscross - many secluded benches, walled gardens and quiet spots just waiting to be found. We
skirted the Dwarf Conifer Garden and crossed the bridge to the Japanese
Garden, admiring the oranges and reds of the setting sun through the manicured pine
trees. These 17 acres include three islands, but only two are open to the public; the third symbolizes paradise, in sight but elusive.
Once
back on the main island the boys insisted on following the rushing waters of
the Waterfall Garden up to the pond at the top of the hill. The sun started dipping
below the trees, and we raced twilight in our decent.
We
explored the English Walled Garden and Oak Meadow knowing our time was almost
up, enchanted by the emergence of fireflies and the soft glow of the Garden’s
globe lighting. Before long we crossed back to the Heritage Garden, soaking the
last bit in before crossing the bridge back to the Visitor Center and the city…
English Oak Meadow |
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