....that sweet Aussie air.

We went to the Botanic Gardens today by default. We were suppose to go to the Museum of Anthropology, but upon our arrial we found it closed - as is the norm for all Monday's APPARENTLY! Anyway, we passed the Gardens on our way so I decided to go there anyway. The garden were pretty small and given the time of year, was a little bit ugly, but there was still some good stuff to see and do, and the kids had a good time. There was a huge cedar that was hollow at the bottom. Alex and Olivia enjoyed going in "the cave". Then they found a mysterious fallen tree with smokey vapors...oooohhhh..... (warm sun on frosty wood effect). And then they found some logs with holes made by wood peckers, a scarecrow at the Salvation Army veggie patch; the spooky moon gate and screaming tunnel (link tunnel that goes under a main thoroughfare), a sundial in the physics garden and magic tracks that somehow took you back to the same place you started from.....very perplexing to the child's mind.
The best bit for me was stumbling across an Australisian display and finding a eucalypt similar to the many that graced our backyard in Flagstaff Hill; and like a junky requiring a fix I immediately tore off a leaf, snapped it in half, brought the disected specimin close to my face and inhaled deeply through the nose. AAaarrrrhhhh bliss!
So inevitably the outing ended up being a rewarding and much appreciated detour, even if it was not the best time of year for it.