After visiting Temple Square and the Avenues, we drove over to Red Butte Botanical Garden, about a ten minute drive away.
Laura had given me a year long pass to the RB garden for Mother's Day, and I can take friends and family in with me for free.
I was totally bummed that I didn't get to see it before the Wildlife management crew sedated the moose and moved her to a less populated area.
The moose family...Dad is above the stream, Mom and calf are in the stream enjoying a munch of stream bed greens.
Oh the sound of this waterfall was magnificent!
It is right next to an outdoor theater, where concerts featuring famous performers are held each summer..
I wish I could have gotten tickets to the Diana Krall concert in July!
koi are pretty friendly, especially if you put a quarter in the fish food dispenser and chum them up.
She was just so elegant, and I watched through the bushes as the traditional Wedding March was played by musicians seated in the garden.
A flower bed in a flower bed...an old joke but new to young eyes.
I'm a huge fan of teaching children to gently rub leaves and to smell the fragrance of herbs on their finger tips. So much nicer than a "Don't touch!" flower garden.
Pretty useful too.
Every time I visit Red Butte Garden it seems they have something new in the Children's Garden. Sometimes it is corn stalk forts, bean teepees, pumpkin patches...
What is it about a Children's gardent that brings out the child in everyone?
The Boston Ivy covered walls are a tender point with me. Our bricks were covered with the season color turning Boston Ivy; B. declared it a hazard to our bricks. Since Red Butte uses it on their walls...maybe it isn't such a hazard after all.
B. is not convinced.
Our Boston Ivy runners are regularly removed.
Varigated leaves almost overshadow the beauty of the flowers.
We headed back home in time to pack the Uhaul before night fall.
The Weather station advised that we seek shelter immediately.
Just as soon as we get a picture of the amazing lightening strikes.
What is it with all this rain? SLC is supposed to only get about seven inches of rain a year, but it seems like everytime a party happens around here, it just cuts loose and pours.