I’m sure, that by now you know that I LOVE to go to Chicago’s Botanic Garden. In fact, for Christmas, I asked our son to renew my membership for a present. As much as I LOVE going, I hadn’t been there this year. The weather had been cold, or damp. On the few good days we had, other priorities had my attention.
Daffodils were in bloom, but I missed them.
The forecast for Tuesday promised sunshine and warmer temperatures. We had just returned from the camper where crabapple trees were in bloom. Crabapple time at the Garden was one of my favorite times of the year. I put ALL of the “have to” on hold. Grabbed a hat and my camera and headed for the GARDEN.
Absolutely perfect day. I knew my knees were acting up, so I looked for a parking space close to the entrance. I FOUND ONE. THANK YOU! Hat tied down on the head, camera in hand, water bottle in the other — I started off. The bells were ringing twelve when I entered. Stopping in the bathroom, I noticed a beautiful oriental woman with long braided hair, wearing a long peach dress. I restrained myself — didn’t ask if I could capture her image on my camera. I hoped I would meet her in the garden but she must have been on her way out. I didn’t see her again.
Roses were still “ladies in waiting”, as were the crab apple trees — buds on the branches but not open. The fountain in the lagoon hadn’t been turned on yet. But the fountain in the Rose Garden was. I’ll have to come back. I spied a magnolia tree above a brick fence in the Old English garden — BEAUTIFUL. I might have missed it since it was hiding behind a wall. The poppies were already in bloom.
I was very happy when I heard the sounds of the water from the waterfalls. I took the opportunity to sit in the shade and enjoy the cascading water. The cherry trees, a gift from Japan, were in bloom. The oriental woman when I first arrived and the cherry trees reminded me that I wanted to walk the Japanese garden. I have many photos of Spring in the Garden from my many visits. That doesn’t stop me from taking new pictures of the day. I was very glad that I walked the Japanese Garden, many picture taking opportunities.
I normally visit the new island, I love to walk the path that is sheltered by the crab apple trees but my knees were yelling. Since the daffodils were finished, I decided to retrace my steps, stopping at the Woodland path on the way out.
By the time I reached home, after making a couple of stops on the way, I had over 11,000 steps. Not too shabby for sore knees.