Brooklyn is full of magical things. Among them, the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. Last week, strong pink cupped petals, pleasantly shaped greenhouses, blooms that dripped, hellebores (hellebores, hellebores), and one brave turtle trying to eat the petals all up. I gave the turtle a little name, but he did not like the name said go away can't you see I have enough to deal with like all these ginormous fishes and only petals to eat. So I said hellebores, hellebores, hellebores and stood and smelled the breeze.
12 maids a-milking:
Oh my goodness that tree with the flowers all hanging down. I have lots of hellebores in my back yard but no trees with hanging flowers and now I want one. Actually I have always wanted one, I just didn't know.
I'm dying to go there! These photos are just lovely!
and just like that, she wraps the post without ever telling us what she called the turtle. DAMES.
Isn't the BBG wonderful? I went in February when it was heavy with snow and footprints and twigs, but I'm excited to see it in its prime
What was his name?
i need to get to the BBG soon before the cherries are over. maybe saturday morning when it's freeee. i went a couple years ago and caught a cute picture of turles sunning themselves on rocks.
a blooming weeping cherry tree and busy turtle for you.
hellebores, forever, for me.
hmmm.
need help, miss hellebore, with the bloggity blog stuff we discussed? just email me and i'll do it for you!
love and kumquats,
xoxo
This blog is full of magical things. As are you.
lovely hellebores and gorgeous
photos.
thank you.
We were going to go yesterday but I long to go on a day when the grass isn't too soggy for lying under pink trees and dreaming.
lovely photos... congrats and have a nice weekend!
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