Story excerpt provided by Pittsburgh Post-Gazette.
Written by Ruth Ann Dailey.
Everywhere you turn your gaze at Hocking House, you see something that makes your eyes widen in delight.
Terra-cotta stepping stones wind through flower beds where cheerful sunburst “finials” float above low-growing perennials. Huge clay snails creep from behind hostas. Human forms emerge from the ground as in a latter-day Eden.
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Originally published June 19, 2016.