Today Ron and I visited the Atlanta Botanical Garden.
It’s September, but the garden is still vibrant with color and life. Butterflies on a quest for nectar dart between sunset-orange lantana blooms. Bees collect pollen from pink anemone flowers. Don’t the anemones look a lot like dogwood?
The garden makes me think about my Grandma Amy. Grandma Amy loved bugs and birds and flowers of all kinds. When I was little, she used to [Read more…]