My parents visited last week. They were on their way to Germany for an elderhostel trip biking riding along the Rhein. They found it was only slightly more to stop through Dallas on their way to Europe. Hooray! We had a super visit, as usual. We took a trip to the zoo and the Fort Worth Botanical Gardens. (Not on the same day, of course. We don't have that kind of stamina in this heat.)
We were greeted by this wonderful frog sculpture, so we knew the place was A-OK!
Benjamin loves frogs... as you regular readers know! You can see he even has on a frog shirt (one of many).
We visited the Conservatory which was full of amazing pants, flowers, small sculptures, waterfalls and humidity. That cost an extra dollar. Otherwise most of the gardens are FREE. How very generous of the city of FW.
Then we walked through several loops and pavilions and vistas seeing all kinds of wonderful things that you will never find in my backyard. I especially liked the herb garden where we fondled all the interesting smelling geraniums. Chocolate mint?! Superfantastic.
Then we paid another very small entry fee for the Japanese Gardens which were really spectacular. Life size Zen garden. I should have taken this picture which something for scale... those rocks are probably 2 to 4 feet across. It's not a little desktop thingy like you see in trendy catalogs.
Gigantic greedy koi. Happy sweaty kids.
Stepping stones and half moon bridge in the background. Green Green Green!
Is this a great blue heron? He didn't mind us being so close. What a great place for him to hang out.
There were also many wonderful Japanese style statues. I took pictures of nearly every one which I will post separately. We have a bit of an Asian theme going on in our bathroom and I think they could make a great little grouping above the tub.
Then we proceeded on to the Rose Garden. We were all running very low on energy. We hadn't eatten enough and it was (not surprisingly) hot. We did manage to squeeze in two letterboxes before we completely self-destructed. We'll definetely go back to complete the series of four boxes.
On the way out, we ran into an older couple. At first glance I thought, "Hmmm, she's sprinking some kind of plant food on the roses." Then I picked up a few other clues and realized she was spreading ashes. It was Memorial Day and a lovely location. It seemed right. My dad, who is an Episcopal priest, chatted with them briefly and offered to say some prayers, which he did.
Then we drove home in the air conditioned car.