The annual gardens below the conservatory are growing in. They are always beautiful, always different each year. On this day, it was delightfully cool. More people were in the garden than I’ve ever seen. There isn’t much to say about this beautiful place, except that there peace and happiness usually reign.
Oh man is that ever pretty! It looks like it was a lovely day.
Thanks; yes, it was! I love watching the people in the gardens–they spill over from the neighboring zoo, and the neighboring everything. . . . the fountain in the center is a big draw. . . . it’s a lovely park, in a lovely setting.
The bus I take downtown passes right by there. I never get tired of looking at those gardens. From late August well into mid-September, those gardens mature and then look ever so beautiful.