Eli Lilly is huge in Indiana. Their name is everywhere you turn, including the Lilly house, as seen on the grounds of the Indy Museum of Art:
Easiest way to tell I’m still a desert girl at heart? I fall all over myself taking photos of lush, green gardens. It felt a bit like a fairy tale to take our time wandering through a handful of shaded paths. Around each bend seemed to be another piece of art, a handful of bright flowers, a tree that looked like something out of a Dr. Seuss book.
Add this to your Indy tourism list.