Traveling with toddlers is always something of a crap-shoot, a reality we experienced firsthand today when we entered the gardens in Burlington with two restless little ones in tow. This meant that we kept our touring time short, before finally leaving to check into the hotel and go to dinner. Another thing I should mention is this small piece of advice: if you go to RBG, do not go on a Saturday! Hendrie Park was overrun with wedding parties and their accompanying photographers, none of whom seemed to have much patience for us, despite the fact that we paid the $13 per person admittance fee which gave us access to all of the open grounds. (We intended to visit Laking Garden in addition to Hendrie Park, but it is temporarily closed due to accessibility issues.)
More photos after the jump!
The California poppies killed me. If I can swing it, they'll be on the 2012 To Grow list, for sure. If Burlington can do it, why can't I?
I believe the above is (fading) foxglove, which makes me think of the highly disturbing "The Rake's Song" by The Decemberists: "Charlotte I buried after feeding her foxglove". Shudder.
I believe the above is (fading) foxglove, which makes me think of the highly disturbing "The Rake's Song" by The Decemberists: "Charlotte I buried after feeding her foxglove". Shudder.
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