If you were to say to someone in Maine that you were taking the ferry to Long Island to visit public gardens, they would look at you and think, What public gardens? They would conjure up images of an outpost in Casco Bay populated by people who fish for a living and have little time to garden, and by summer residents who might have a small vegetable garden, flower bed or hedgerow of rugosa rose. But public gardens? There are none to be found. Its a simple place where the word ostentatious isnt used very often. I like Long Island, Maine my kind of people and my kind of gardens.
Last year, I was asked to go to the other Long Island, the big island adjacent to New York City, for a Day Trip. Never having been there and based on some of the things I had read about the Hamptons, the area I would be visiting I really wasnt looking forward to it. Who wants to drive all day, take a ferry, then drive some more to see McMansions or rub elbows in an overpriced restaurant with high rollers from New York City? I did make the trip, however, and although it was quite different from Long Island, Maine, it wasnt what I had envisioned.
I had a little time to kill before taking...