Yesterday, though, the sky threatened pop-up storm showers. We packed a picnic, deciding that if it rained we'd eat lunch out and picnic at home for dinner. Gotta be flexible!
The rain held off for our meal, and afterwards we spread out a blanket under a tree, on the lawns of green space below the Tropical Conservatory. Hubby had brought a book, which he used for a pillow as he stretched out for a nap. The kids kicked off their sandals and explored the stream bed and flowers. And I, of course, had my journal in hand.
I love making lists of plant names. There seems to be a poem in every designation. Here are a few I jotted down:
Maiden Hair Tree
Cherry Queen Sage
Are character names swirling around your head, too? Ideas for stories and fodder for poetry abound in the botanical gardens. Next time you visit one, be sure to have your journal with you!