I thought I'd actually take my camera...not my iPhone...out for a spin this week-end. It's actually been years since I've done so, and Corb and I decided to visit an exhibit of carniverous plants this week-end at the Roger Williams Botanical Gardens, so I thought it would be a perfect opportunity. No carniverous plants in this photo, just an idyllic pond. Has anyone else ever had the desire to camp overnight at a botanical garden? I bet it would be a perfect place to sleep in.
Before the trip to see carniverous plants, we dropped by the Eldredge Players yard sale to raise money for Les Miz. We didn't buy anything, but I was handed plenty of guilt. "This is the last show we're planning to do," more than one of them said, and they want to go out with a bang. Corb wasn't impressed, and honestly, these groups have a way of hanging on for dear life. Still haven't watched the DVD, although I did try listening to show all the way through on Friday when I went to pick Ashes up from school. I stopped, about halfway into Act Two, because I found it kind of tedious, and put on Fleetwood Mac's Tusk. Again, another indication that it's just not my passion.