When I visited my friend Ginnie in Connecticut, we rode to Hyde Park, the home of President Franklin Roosevelt. The gardens and grounds at Hyde Park are lovely. The picture above shows color from turning leaves. I understand why FDR said of Hyde Park:
"All that is within me cries out to go back to my home on the Hudson River"
Above is my friend Ginnie, sitting on one of the benches that are part of the bronze sculpture of Eleanor and Franklin that is outside the Visitor's Center. The figures are slightly larger than life-size, and I found them a bit spooky because, except for the color, they were quite life-like. Even when I look at the photos, I'm a little freaked out. Strange.
There I am. Franklin has his arm around me, which is really weird. Why would statues have such an effect on me?
Above is the main house at Hyde Park. The interior of the house includes little or nothing in the way of Eleanor's taste in its furnishings or decor. FDR's mother, Sara Delano Roosevelt was a strong presence in the lives of Eleanor and FDR for many years of their marriage. Only after a long, gradual process were Eleanor and FDR able remove themselves from her influence.
Another post or two on our visit will follow.
