A Delightful Afternoon

 

It was a dark and stormy Saturday night, but thankfully there was no severe weather. We got out on Sunday and went to the gardens. The day’s strong wind totally alleviated its also high humidity. At just after noon, we got there early enough to snag a spot in the lot. It was still crowded as we dove into the green. It’s past mid-May and I had expected that things would have progressed further than they had. Parts of the garden were a riot of color, with flowers blossoming everywhere, while other parts were only fallow beds, still awaiting spring. The rose garden was blooming well, while only a few of the water lilies had been set out. Although, most of the Chihuly bulbs were. The irises were in full riot, when we detected the telltale plip-plop of rain.

With its increasing tempo, we first decided to retreat to the relatively lower humidity of the tropical Climatron, but the steady drumbeat only increased and we fled to the nearer café in the old Shaw entrance pavilion, just in the nick of time. It poured, but inside we stayed dry. Looking across the reflecting pools to the Climatron, I snapped a picture, capturing what 15% chance of rain looks like, when you roll snake-eyes. It was only a pass over and was almost gone before Anne could get the coffee that she had ordered. Striking out, the irises were even more beautiful now, being flecked with rain drops.

We ended up doing the full Monty and spending over three hours. We found a new to us feature, a series of tilting steel squares that are somewhat reminiscent of the high-trestle trail bridge in Madrid, Iowa. Ours is wired for sound and I suspect is lit too. The Garden seems more intent on exploring the dark side.

We toured the boxwood, home, Japanese and Bavarian gardens. Anne had some quarters, with which I purchased fish food for the carp. The price has gone up to 50¢, but they give you more too. Unfortunately, this excess was totally wasted on the fish who were already fully satiated. On the way out, when my camera’s battery light had begun to flicker, we did the Mediterranean house and then the Climatron. In the Climatron there were several new flowers that we hadn’t seen before. I guess that we seldom do these houses in the springtime. Overall, it was a rather successful photo safari, as readers will get to see in the week to come.

Irises

Irises

We enjoyed a relaxing Cinco de Mayo or for you Star Wars fans, Revenge of the Fifth. Our municipality held its annual art fair and we walked to it. Joann had her booth there and was hawking her hand dyed clothes. We first met her some thirty years ago, when she came to our house. She was working Parents-as-Teachers, an ahead of its time program that counseled new parents and evaluated their young children for learning disabilities. More recently she and Anne share substitute gigs. We talked for a long time.

On the way home we said hi to a neighbor working in her garden. This soon translated into a half-hour tour of her garden, which really was lovely. Her irises dominated the garden, but she also had plenty of other flowers.

Today is Anne’s birthday and she went to work. This morning’s post featured a picture of her “celebrating” her seventeenth birthday. She is not crying, but she isn’t smiling either. She was embarrassed by her braces. Not to worry though, because in less than a year from that shot, I would walk into her life. Right? 😉