A picture perfect adventure

The courtyard

So last week, my intrepid companion (also known as my mother, she’s awesome, don’t judge) and I went on an adventure.

When I say adventure, you have to understand that I am not a risk taking person. In fact, I’m pretty much as un-risk-taking as you can get. So manage your expectations. There were no near-escapes, no death-defying, no exploring strange caves.

I recently decided that living predominately in my own head was all well and good, but I should challenge myself to do new and interesting things. Also, I got a camera for Christmas and I’m trying to build up a collection of pictures that I can use for stuff. (You can see what I mean in my page’s background, the picture of the gate came from this very adventure.)

So really, this particular adventure was more photo-opportunity, less doing something that scared me. But you know, there’s always next time. Or the time after that. Or, you know, never. (You will never catch me eating bugs or jumping off of cliffs or bungee jumping. You’ll be lucky if you can talk me into doing something embarrassing in public.)

(The rest of this post will be image heavy.)

So, I decided I wanted some pretty pictures and cost limitations stopped me from doing what it is that I really wanted to do. Which was to go to Europe. (Ah, if only I was the leisurely rich. I would do that so well!) So instead, I did some creative goggling and found a cool place with a historical Victorian style country house and lots of gardens, only about an hour away.

So I convinced my mother to take a day off to play hooky and off we went. Not before I stopped to take some pictures of the roses in our driveway, though.

Red Roses

Red Roses

So we commenced the drive, happily entertaining ourselves (as we are always wont to do. In ranked order we almost always find ourselves, and then the other funny. When we start going off other people tend to find us really weird. Or really funny. Or both.)

Bridges we drove past. The apocalypse is now!

Bridges we drove past. The apocalypse is now!

Taken through the car window on our drive. So pretty!

Taken through the car window on our drive. So pretty!

Only since we were going to parts completely unknown, we pulled off at some strange public area in order to make sure we were going the right way.

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The strange place we pulled off into.

My mother was concerned with fussing with her maps via her phone, I demanded we stop so I could take pictures. I was sure, I had seen something that looked like a cool temple on our drive. So we explored and I took picture so of the strange native greenery until we found this:

A water temple!

A water temple!

Which was basically the coolest part of our adventure, and it was totally accidental.

Turns out we were like….two minutes away from arriving at our location. We were feeling enthusastic, adventure was going well were no longer lost and nothing could stop our progress! Nothing, that is, except for this:

What, what? Turkey Butt!

What, what? Turkey Butt!

That’s right, the narrow road was blocked by a turkey, strolling along, completely unafraid of the cars. He owned that road. He had the bad boy turkey attitude right down. No wonder she was impressed:

We are equal opportunity gendered turkey butt around these here parts.

We are equal opportunity gendered turkey butt around these here parts. Assuming she was a lady turkey. I’m not claiming to be a fowl expert.

Eventually the turkey moved on and our path was clear. On to the house!

Yeah. I totally blocked the entrance taking these pictures of the doorway.

Yeah. I totally blocked the entrance taking these pictures of the doorway.

First we explored the areas of the house inside open to the public. Of course we had really bad timing, and kept getting in the way of all the official tours, only to hurry the other way and get in the way of someone else! Still cool pictures were taken.

A pretty old piano in a victorian style parlor.

A pretty old piano in a victorian style parlor.

After that we made our way into the many, many gardens!

Purple flowers hanging off the brick building.

Purple flowers hanging off the brick building.

The knot garden. (My momma's favorite)

The knot garden. (My momma’s favorite)

There was a rose garden, with a ton of roses. It also had an unbelievable number of bees. I’ve never been stung by a bee, which leads me to be horribly paranoid around the things. For all I know, I have a deathly allergy! (Yes, that’s how my brain works. It goes to the dark places. Pity me.)

Now I was born with a super strong sense of taste. (It’s called being a super taster.) My mother was born with a super strong sense of smell. (A fact I only learned recently when she started randomly talking about everyone’s individual smell. Like the signature scent of their skin. Before this, my mom assumed everyone had that strong a sense of smell, and I assumed the talking about people’s smells all the time was just a thing that happened in books. So either her sense of smell is super strong, or mine and my brothers is just really bad, I’m not sure, I haven’t polled enough people yet.) Anyway, during this conversation my mom insisted I had a floral scent. Apparently my younger brother smells like Green Apple Jolly-Ranchers which is like my favorite smell ever, I was so jealous!

The point  of this segue is, apparently the bees agree with my mom. They were totally landing on me all the time. Just chillin’ on my arms and then flying away.  I managed to take a lot of pictures though, despite the questionable friendliness of the bees.

Pink roses. I like this shot because it kind of looks like they are all depressing and crying. I know. I'm weird.

Pink roses. I like this shot because it kind of looks like they are all depressing and crying. I know. I’m weird.

A real water lily! I had never seen one before.

A real water lily! I had never seen one before.

We spent a good two hours exploring and taking pictures. By the end I was hot and smelled like pollen, but I think it was worth it.

One of many pictures I ended up taking of gates. This one is my mother's favorite.

One of many pictures I ended up taking of gates. This one is my mother’s favorite.

And then, just as we left, aliens invaded, I negotiated inter-galactic peace, a giant troll started to follow us home and we had to shake him by traveling back through time. Let’s just say, I love modern plumbing.

Until next time adventure lovers! Same adventure place, same adventure location. 🙂

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The panorama view from the gardens.

For more pictures taken during the grand adventure, check out my DeviantArt Page There’s even some I put up as unrestricted stock, to use for your own blogs/websites/whatevers.

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