Sunday, August 1, 2010

Grandma's Tree

After lunch with Andrew and family yesterday, Uncle Colin took us over to the Van Dusen Botanical Garden - a beautiful (am I going overboard with the use of that word yet?) "plant kingdom" with 55 acres (or 22 hectares for you Canadians) of 7,500 plants and from around the world. Yes, I took that straight out of the visitor's guide.
Our primary reason for visiting the garden was to see the tree that my aunt and uncle had adopted in memory of my grandma and my aunt's mom and dad - Uncle George and Auntie Lena to my sister and I. I went a little nuts taking pictures of any pretty bunch of flowers I saw and a little less so with pictures of us in various configurations.

Uncle Colin leading the way...

Entrance to the Children's Garden

Smelling the rhododendrons...

Mmmm...pretty flowers...

Very tall stargazers...

Hydrangeas! These along with the dogwood tree will forever remind me of Gair and John's wedding in Cape Cod last year.

Korean Pavillion

Auntie Pat and Constance posing beneath the tori - the entrance to the Meditation Garden.

Cobra Lily! This picture being, of course, for Miss Lily. Ssssssssssssssss...

Grandma's Tree - the Ginkgo Biloba

Come on Vanna...

The plaque...

In memory of...

Siblings...

Up through the ginkgo biloba...sun!

Constance, me and Uncle Colin...

Wandering back...

Not a great picture, but there's heather in them thar hills!

Don't know what these are called, but I thought they were so interesting...

Just let me climb onto this bench (sadly, I missed that photo op), take off my glasses...

...take the picture already! Constance loves her some thistle.

Entrance to the Rose Garden

Interestingly enough - I didn't take any pictures of any roses, but here is the path leading out of the Rose Garden...go figure.

Pretty white hydrangeas...

Livingstone Lake

Needing a sit down...

The three of them...

The three of us...

The day could not have been more perfect for a walk through the gardens. I wish we had more time to stroll - we didn't cover even a quarter of what the garden had to offer - but we were all pretty wiped out by this point. Auntie Pat drove home - a rarity for Uncle Colin to give over the driving duty, but after the drive through crazy traffic the day before I think he had had enough.
Home to a nap and a glass (or two) of wine...

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