Yesterday I wrote about the Azalea Garden. Today I stopped by. It was one of those rare occasions when nobody was there. I walked around, happy to be the sole recipient of all that this beautiful place has to offer but it was a bit lonely, too.
Public gardens are truly designed for the public, I guess, and when they aren't there, it feels empty. But was it clean! Spotless.
And it was nice to be reminded that while the Azalea Garden may showcase azaleas, there's a lot more to see, including a host of hostas that look so fresh and spring-like, you can practically smell the blossoms they'll produce this summer.
The cloudy day gave this well-travelled garden a rest, quite a contrast to the activity on the art museum hill. I wouldn't want to be sitting in that bulldozer.
Much better to have a seat in the Azalea Garden, even if I'm all by my lonesome.
