A Winter Walk Through the Sculpture Park at Meijer Gardens
Frederik Meijer Gardens in Grand Rapids, the morning after a heavy snowfall, and we had the whole sculpture park close to ourselves. The bronze kids outside the conservatory were still mid-game — the boy reaching up for a catch had a full glove of snow, and every head wore a white cap of it.
The walk loops out from there past a log cabin and a treehouse with rope-net bridges, all of it loaded down and untouched. Farther along, pairs of bronze figures kneeling by the trail were so buried you had to stop and work out what they were doing under it all; one looked like a man showing a child something in his hands, though most of whatever it was had disappeared.
Best of it was the huge bronze horse standing alone against the blue, snow drifted along its back like a blanket. Near the exit, a pack of animal sculptures welded out of old bike wheels and tools, each one carrying its own small snowbank.