Today Rob’s taking us to the Miracle Garden, a riot of
flowers in the desert. It’s basically a huge garden where flowers are woven
into images and structures. Here are Rob and I near the start.
This is a 20 ft tall peacock. Today in mid-winter it’s around
25 degrees, so I’m not sure how they manage to keep the flowers going as the
temperatures climb to a maximum of 50 (122 F) when even the peacock has to sit
down.
The colours are quite stunning, as can be seen. It almost
doesn’t matter what shapes they use to display the flowers on.
Clearly, there’s a lot of intricate design gone into the
garden, and perhaps a clue as to who thought it up comes from the next photo, with
the windmill: it’s definitely got a Dutch feel to it.
And the Dutch do like their bikes!
Now Jane and I are outside our dream home covered in flowers
from head to toe. A few months of dead-heading all that and I’d be reaching for
the weed killer.
After the garden, there are the butterfly houses where the
butterflies are in free flight. They’re impossible to photograph in the air but
are quite lovely when they land especially with wings open (not often). I got
lucky a few times, as seen next.
It’s also difficult to give an idea of size. These were big
butterflies, and fortunately they seemed to be happy to occasionally land on
the visitors. The little girl’s look of wonder is priceless.
This one is on my hand.
And then a butterfly on Jane’s back- or is she sprouting
angel wings? No smart answers, please.
We could have done with some information on the different
types of butterfly and habitats; nevertheless it was a beautiful experience
from both the garden and the butterflies, all the more because of its desert
location.
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