On my list of things to do this year, I put "visit the DeHart Botanical Gardens 15 times." The year is coming to a close, I have a few more visits to get in, and today was perfect to be outside. As I parked, I saw Mr. DeHart himself in the gazebo where visitors must register. He and another gentleman (I assumed a representative from the college) were in a discussion of the trails. I have noticed new posts going up along the trail, so I anticipate new signage along the trail. Mr. DeHart noted I had brought my walking stick with me, and I told him that was in case I encountered any dogs... "...or men," I added with a smile.
I got in a good walk (and only encountered another lady). In the woods, I breathed deeply, inhaling the scent of the fallen oak leaves. I knew what Emily Dickinson meant by the phrase "inebriate of air." I had my camera with me today, so I snapped pics of turtles, hollies, oaks, granite boulders, and mushrooms. What a lovely place!
A lovely place. You do good work.
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