NaBloPoMo DAY 2:
As autumn settles in and the days grow colder, nature tends to take a back seat to Mother Nature’s frosty chill. Not so in San Diego!
Sure it gets colder here, too. But not that cold. Here, flowers continue to thrive pretty much year round, including roses. Which to me is exciting beyond belief because if there’s one thing I love to do is take gads of photos of flowers. Oh my!
I’m currently writing a story for a local newspaper on San Diego’s largest rose garden, situated in Balboa Park. Some of you may know that Balboa Park, which is celebrating its centennial next year, is a grand, spectacular public open space with a distinctive Spanish influence. With gardens galore, a koi fish pond, fountains and many of San Diego’s best museums, it it a destination for tourists and residents alike.
The park was created as the site of the 1915 Panama-California Exposition. It is a majestic work of art in and of itself, but the Inez Grant Parker Memorial Rose Garden is a joy to behold.
Can you believe that in the 23-odd years that I’ve lived here in San Diego, I’ve never been to this garden?? With 1,600 roses blooming nearly year round, you’d think I might have caught a glimpse of it at some point. No dice. Well the best way to get to the garden is to cross the pedestrian bridge. You see, the rose garden is not on the main section of the park, but across the street from it. Yet, crossing that bridge is worth it and then some. I must have snapped over 200 photos while there. Roses, roses, roses as far as the eye can see!
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet….A rose is a rose is a rose? Hardly.
Each one of these flowers is nature’s gift. Proof that there is wonder and love and hope in this world. My photos can hardly do them justice, but go ahead and check them out below. If you don’t live close enough to visit this garden, I hope you’ll find a rose garden near you to delight in. On the other hand, if you do live nearby, know that this rose garden depends on volunteers to come twice a week to prune and care for the roses. So if you’re willing, please contact them to learn more.
And now, without further adieu, my photos of the recent morning I spent visiting the rose garden:
Being here in the rose garden, where it is calm, quiet and peaceful, is not only good for the spirit, it makes your heart feel like dancing. Indeed, you’d be hard pressed to be sad amidst the enchantment of roses.
Roses are truly a treasure beyond belief.
The most common question these volunteers get? “May I pick a rose?” Answer? A resounding NO!
Spooky old tree? Sure, this thing may not be a rose, but it’s located by the rose garden. If you ask me, it’s a cactus that looks like a creature from a horror flick. Called “Candelabra,” it is fascinating to gaze upon–much like a car crash that you can’t turn away from. You certainly can’t miss it when visiting the rose garden. As you cross the bridge, it’s on the right. So, if for some crazy reason you don’t like roses, you’ve got to come anyway to check out this strange-looking cactus.
And one more!
Well, life may not be a bed of roses, but spend a day at the rose garden in Balboa Park and you won’t care! Now, who’s with me?
(Note: I’m taking part in NaBloPoMo, more sensibly known as National Blog Posting Month. Thirty days, 30 posts. This is my second. How am I doing so far?)