To escape the plastic world for a bit this weekend, I headed out to the Phipps Conservatory for some organic scenery. Though I was a big fan of the Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix, I’ve only been to Phipps a few times since I moved to Pittsburgh. The desert room here saddens me. Though it is laid out well, I miss the smell of creosote bush, and have to fight the urge to put on my hiking boots and head west. Turns out I miss Arizona!
Anyway, this is a pleasant place overall, wonderful smells, colors, and sounds (even the pre-recorded bird calls- either a nice touch or an extreme annoyance). I took a couple of photos, but mostly just sat and observed. The sheer variety of shapes and colors produced by our floral friends can be quite overwhelming.
I did pick up a membership, so if’n you ever want to make a visit there, let me know.