Here's a post with Julie Zickefoose in mind. Everyone else can look, but don't touch.
My Mom and I visited my sister in Columbus last Sunday, for her birthday. Because it was a yucky, cold, rainy day, I couldn't convince anyone to go for a nature walk with me, not even to see the Great Horned Owl babies at Green Lawn Cemetery. Instead, we went to the Franklin Park Conservatory, ostensibly for the butterfly exhibit. Alas and alack, all my butterfly pictures suck majorly. (Piece of crap "macro" function on my point-and-shoot camera --- Grrrr!!) When I sorted through my photos, I found a sort of theme: Things that Julie likes.
Random orchids. Don't even ask me their names, I couldn't begin to guess. I was just glad I knew they were orchids.
This one isn't real; it is a statue in the lobby. Still cool though, huh?
Gratuitous bonsais. They were in "cold storage," and were just getting ready to go back on display.
Birds. A pair of blue and gold macaws, shredding their bamboo "fence" (as well as newspaper and anything else they could get their beaks on)
And lories. You could go into the cage and feed them their nectar for $1.00 a cup. I just snuck in for some photos, which aren't the best, but you get the idea.
And, after the conservatory, we took a trip to Easton shopping center. Julie, I wish you had been there. You would have loved our day!
(Now, I suppose Julie will "chimp" all over this post, saying my orchids aren't really orchids but some close cousin, or that my lories are really lorikeets, or perhaps she will tell us the gender of the macaws, based on arcane feather-wear patterns. That's OK; this post is a gift, and it's hers to enjoy any way she chooses.)