But you never visit the same garden twice. Besides, it was a long time ago in a different season and I barely remember it.
It is scorching hot, so we head into the shady Asian gardens, where I am hoping for the same extravagantly blooming azaleas and rhododendrons that brightened every corner of Seattle. Alas, the rhododendron season has mostly ended in this corner of Vancouver. There are a few pink and white blossoms left, but most have finished and sent out the new year’s leaves.
But of course there is lots more to see throughout the garden.
There are plenty of familiar flowers, like flowering dogwoods, which I love, but we can’t grow at home;
iris, which are blooming right this moment back in Minnesota;
fragrant mock orange;
and a weird, but beautiful and sweet-smelling lilac;
along with a whole host of others that I do not recognize.
It is a glorious place.