Do you ever find yourself in a place where you know you could spend many days of your life visiting? We stumbled, literally, into such a place during our travels in Salt Lake City recently.
After visiting two exhausting museums at Thanksgiving Point (the first was a science museum that wasn’t too keen on acknowledging the science and the other was a playhouse disguised as a children’s museum), south of Salt Lake City in Utah, we found ourselves in the majestic Ashton Gardens. I’ll probably never be sure if the peace that I found in the gardens was a result of the long and mentally and physically exhausting hours we spent at the museums previously, or if the gardens themselves just exude an innate peacefulness. Regardless, all I wanted to do when we walked into the gardens was take off my shoes, lay down in the grass, and read a book. Pure bliss.
My big guys weren’t feeling it the way I was, though. Aside from their frustration at the pseudo-science museum topped with the extreme chaos of the children’s museum, strolling through gardens was going to take all the patience and tolerance for their mother that they could muster. Needless to day, only one of them successfully managed the rest of the day. The other was shooting darts at me from their eyeballs. My decided obliviousness probably didn’t help matters.
The garden itself was amazing. Every section of the garden is designed in a different style. There was an Italian Garden, a Fragrance Garden, Rose Garden, and a Secret Garden, just to name a few. There are 15 themed gardens in total and each was just as fantastic as the others. I fell in love with the carousel, Italian Garden and the Fragrance Garden. For those of you that know me personally, the fact that I enjoyed the Fragrance Garden will come as a huge surprise since I typically detest the smell of flowers.
Here are a few of the photos from the day.