This Saturday we went to the Botanical Gardens. Boy volunteers there and scores us a free family pass. As Jael has observed, “Hiking just makes your legs hurt.” But we don’t mind taking a turn about the gardens. We met the boys there after their man-hike in the foothills. Where Jehu and Gideon wrestled in heaps of knee high grass until Jehu had a sneezing fit and broke out in hives. His eyes were covered in welts and starting to poof up. We almost went home but opted for hosing him off instead. He recovered and is a wiser man.
I kept telling myself I wasn’t going to take any pictures. I just wanted to enjoy looking at things. Half way through I couldn’t take it anymore. They’re just too cute. What can you do? Fortunately the camera worked an intervention and died. Otherwise this post would involve a lot more photos. When the roses bloom I want to go back and inventory them with camera. I told Marc this would count as a date. If he took me to both the rose gardens and let me smell and photograph every rose, then I would know he loves me. Naturally, sushi would still have to be involved. The girls were so sweet. They immediately turned into fairies and wandered all over the place singing and dancing and setting up various residences. We never even set eyes on the boys. You let them out of the van and they turn stealth.
She is obviously not to be trusted.The Summerhouse. I’ve been meaning to ask them what I have to do to have a tea party there. It seems like the obvious thing to do. The universe practically requires it.
Miniature Korean lilacs. Some day I will have to plant some of these. They are picture perfect with a refined lilac scent. Dainty and obviously well bred. They make the other lilacs look like country cousins. We set the boys loose with the trail map. I know when I was younger I would have loved to “explore” this kind of place on my own. It’s so well-suited to fueling your imagination. The little pagodas, bridges, fountains, and mazes, not to mention the old cemetery and tree fort. Anyways, the boys covered it all and came back exuberant, their map in tatters.One of the reasons I love having kids. Everything is exciting all over again. Otherwise I would have just stayed home.