Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. -Walt Whitman
Shooting artful pictures at Longwood Gardens in Kennett Square, PA is the photographic equivalent of baking with Bisquick, painting by numbers, writing with Ad-libs, learning with Cliff Notes, or landscape gardening with Chia statues. Impressive results with minimal effort and ordinary talent. Creativity is only required to take a bad picture.
Yes, the relentless photographer is guaranteed a memory card full of flawless flora. But visual appeal of lush bloom is only one sensory dimension of a flower. No manufactured scent in the world comes close to the fragrance of a conservatory filled with many thousands of flowers flourishing within its subclimate labyrinths. I am helpless to convey Longwood Garden’s olfactory experience, except by saying that my nose was, indeed, bedazzled.
