Confessions of a Grandma

I wish  had written down the name of this plant because, of course, I do not remember. So pretty… Not all the plants are friendly: In fact, quite a few of them are down right mean looking. But these are the kind of plants I can actually grow—the kind that are full sun lovers, drought tolerant, do well in poor soil, and thrive on neglect. The canopy walk (above) is guarded by this fellow:

I had planned a trip this time down here to Sarasota and the Marie SeIby Botanical Gardens.   Mike surprised me greatly by suggesting we make the trip together.  I was very happy to have his company for this outing. We started in the conservatory, a room filled with orchids and humidity. The camera lens was very quickly fogged up, as were my glasses.  Beautiful, nevertheless! The gardens are relatively small in scope.  They said an average visit took two hours.  This represents a third of the bonsai exhibition. The fern collection     Epiphyte gardens over our heads   I loved the posts with bits of poetry and watercolor like illustration. Two hours and Mike was done.  I could have stayed much longer and will visit again sometime.