Wednesday in the Gardens

I had an unexpectedly wonderful afternoon on Wednesday. After a stressful trip to Municipal Court (that's a whole nother blog post...), my mother, my grandparents and I ambled over to the Botanic Gardens to decompress. 

It was quite possibly the most peaceful afternoon I've had in years. The roses were in bloom, and it was confirmed once again that afternoon that while Texas may be hot and dry, I live in one of the most beautiful places in the world.

This blossom was so fragrant! Like lemons and a hint of vanilla.

The air smelled so sweet here, like a heady floral perfume. It was thick and hot, and if you tried, you could taste it.

My Grandparents, who will have been married for 60 years this September.

Light streaming through the cutout in the seat of the Butterfly Bench.

And I quote, "Sit on it."

A perfect tree for climbing or napping.

These little guys were all over the place!

Overheard on Easter Sunday at my parents' hours:
Younger brother: "You've been married to Grandma for 60 years? How do you put up with her?"
Granddad: "She's the best thing that ever happened to me. I wouldn't have lived this long if I didn't have her."

I want that.