Showing posts with label Houmas House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Houmas House. Show all posts

Sunday, March 7, 2010

HOUMAS HOUSE GROUNDS - PART 2


Poseidon in the pool.



Perhaps the statue above represents nobody and is simply an anonymous figure.



The pagoda. And a Japanese bridge?



Another fountain.

Is it just me? The number of statues, structures, pools, etc. (and I did not photograph all!) begins to seem too much. The individual pieces that contribute to the landscaping and building plan are all tasteful. No expense is spared to beautify the grounds, but perhaps more plants and fewer structures would have been the better way to go.

HOUMAS HOUSE GROUNDS - PART 1


Beautiful flower beds. I love the ornamental cabbages.



Neither Grandpère nor I can think of the name of the small, low-growing flowers pictured in the flower bed. (Update: I now know that the flowers are pansies.)



The flowers in the foreground of the photo are nearly black. Again, we've had them in flower beds, but we can't think of the name.



A Houmas House version of Old Faithful?

I did not photograph the attractive formal gardens with low hedges and maze-like paths through the hedges.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

HOUMAS HOUSE, DARROW, LA

 

Grandpère and I attended the awards luncheon for the Louisiana Endowment for the Humanities. In a later post, I'll tell you about the people who won the awards. We did not. Above is Houmas House on the East Bank of the Mississippi River, where the ceremony was held. We headed up Bayou Lafourche, then over to cross the river on the Sunshine Bridge, and - miracle of miracles! - we arrived early and had time to tour the grounds.


 

Grandpère standing next to a large oak tree. Does he see a spaceship or a vision in the sky? Something up there seems to have captured his attention. He looks good in his suit, doesn't he?


 

Today the weather was mild and sunshiny, a lovely day for an outing and for walking the beautiful grounds at Houmas House. Usually, I don't like photos of myself, but this one I like. Of course, I'm wearing my old, out-of-style blazer, but so what? I'm old and out of style myself.


 

Spanish Moss in the oaks.


 

Do you know what is shown in the picture above?

Since I have more good pictures of the grounds, I'll probably do another post.