After two days in a row of rain and clouds, I awoke this morning to brilliant blue sunny skies, so I finally made good on my wish to visit the Tucson Botanical Gardens. I was especially interested in their Butterfly Garden, which is toted as “one of the best butterfly houses in the country” on their webpage.
I was not disappointed! Although I did forget to bring my good camera so had to make due with my phone, which is smarter than I am – so much so that it refuses my orders to zoom in. A lot of what I took turned out too small or blurry. Sigh.
It was very chilly out – there is snow on the mountain tops, and I had to wear a long sleeve shirt AND a jacket! When I went in the butterfly house my glasses immediately fogged over. When I finally could see, this lovely gentlemen was on the window right in front of me.
The butterflies were having a field day, be-bopping all over, utterly gorgeous. I stood just at the entrance with my mouth hanging open in fascination, before I even tried to get some photos. There wasn’t a whole lot of cooperation going on between my finger and the flutterers. The orchids and other flowers were just as breathtaking as the butterflies.
I think I stayed in the butterfly house at least thirty minutes, enjoying the feel of the moist air, the potent smell of the dirt, the flowers, and the constant motion in the air as the butterflies dive-bombed the honeypots, the flowers, and occasionally my hair.
I really wish I had a green thumb, but I can’t even keep the cat-grass alive in my house. My fantasies of a garden, cactus, flowers, or otherwise, will have to remain just that – fantasies.
Outside the butterfly house are incredibly well-maintained, huge, and diverse gardens. There are areas devoted to our local Sonoran desert flora as well as other geographic desert locales full of cactus, succulents and aloes .
There are also exhibits dedicated to native gardens, backyard birding, herb gardens, flower gardens, and even a Zen rock garden. Not to mention the occasional nod to the holiday season
They have a huge garden devoted to irises, which are my favorite flower, but unfortunately it isn’t the right season for them. But two of them were generous enough to bloom just for me, in white…
and, my favorite, in purple. Tucson is just that gracious.
I am marking my calendar for next Christmas to see the luminary exhibit. A lovely lady at the gift store told me they put out over four thousand luminaries and it turns the gardens into something magical. I am looking forward to it.
And okay, here is the obligatory Proud Grandma photograph of the month. OMG, SQUEEE! Lilith was born to pose. Far be it for me to deny the internet her latest.