It’s serious winter at Casa PG, which is fine, but Mrs. PG wanted to avoid part of January with a cruise. Our departure was delayed when one of the crew members jumped overboard while the ship was still at the dock. The crew member wasn’t found. Mrs. PG has already worked that into an upcoming mystery.
When PG thinks of botanical gardens in the winter, he imagines urban hothouses with walkways and little signs in front of each flower.
These photos were taken at the Hawaii Tropical Botanical Garden near Hilo. It’s a tropical rain forest/jungle built in a valley that falls steeply away from a little road until it reaches a small rock beach.
The garden has a few signs, but mostly it’s thick and primeval with a profusion of leaves and vines fighting for access to light and soil.
PG had no difficulty imagining a pack of raptors quietly creeping through the huge ferns looking for a slow lawyer as the main contributor to lunch.