They have some wild flowers planted at the visitors center area. I had my DSLR with me knowing I would stop off. As I was looking them over and walking slowly and standing here and there peering in the bushes...I interrupted a private moment it seems.
Farther on, I found something else that reminds me of the snowball bush (see below here) ...I forget the snowball bush's real name, but it wasn't. Do you know what this is? It's not cultivated or it wouldn't have been there.
Anyway, the day was blessedly great from the minute I got up till I went to bed. I loved just going to the City...getting some things I needed, going and finally using the big camera...coming home to see what I got. Going back out to get a few things like soft drinks and milk...back again to lift weights, reading the rest of a superb book...and so on..into the sunny perfect afternoon and early evening. A day I was particularly grateful, and particularly glad to be alive.