When we got to the botanical Gardens - it was cold. And cloudy. Not a day when colors were going to stand out - and of course, in November, in Chicago, there aren't going to be a lot of floral colors outdoors anyway. But, diehards, you know?
At least she was dressed for the occasion. It gets cold and wet in Belgium, just like here, so she did dress properly.
And she helped a late Rose pose for me - almost wilted, as it was.
There's this amazing sculpture in the Gardens - it's got to be 10 feet tall - it's HUGE. I've never seen it before and I don't know anything about it - yet. But I will.
And, of course - the obligatory cactus.
I know, I know. I said Sarah was going to take only half the weekend off. But, as it turns out, the story hasn't clarified itself to me, yet, and I'm at an early but critical juncture in the story. I need to get it right - I need to make sure it all makes sense. So, until it does ...