We'll Saturday-spend to the end of the day, just I and my friend. We'll travel for miles in our Saturday smiles, and then we'll move on,
But we will remember long after Saturday's gone.
The Sandpipers, 1969
It was time for a change of pace and place. I get that way, and then I announce to my friend, my husband Tom, that I need a get-away.
To celebrate the first weekend in spring, I chose the not too distant, and very domesticated Bellevue Botanical Garden. Contrary to the song lyrics, we spent to the end of the morning, not the day, but it was a wonderful respite, and a great photo opportunity.
Because the complex is under construction, we enter through the Yao garden back entrance.
Yes, I've taken you here before, so there will be few words and you can go at your own speed.
Fern fronds getting ready to unfurl.
Sun shining through peeling paper bark.
Checking a plant label - Beesia.
It's hellebore time and the garden has them in every color.
Under construction. There will be a new visitor's center with meeting rooms.
Crown Imperial fritillaria
Do your hyacinths match your hellebores?
There will be new garden areas too.
Native red flowering currant. there was a hummer enjoying the nectar on the back side of the bush.
And back where we started.
It's the middle of the afternoon now. I have done this, and had lunch. Tom has mowed the lawn and is spraying the fruit trees and raspberries. I guess I should get out a do a few things too, before guilt replaces the good feelings of my Saturday morning get away.