One of my favorite areas is the Japanese garden. Today a chipmunk found his breakfast on a rock by a stone sculpture. People often come to the gardens to take pictures or to paint. It's always hard for me to find an area to concentrate on, there is so much to look at.
A family of Canada geese also was out for a walk on the raked gravel path. It's hard to see, but several walkways were closed because of high water. I love the redbud blooming here.
|LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now|
|Is hung with bloom along the bough,|
|And stands about the woodland ride|
|Wearing white for Eastertide.|
|Now, of my threescore years and ten,||5|
|Twenty will not come again,|
|And take from seventy springs a score,|
|It only leaves me fifty more.|
|And since to look at things in bloom|
|Fifty springs are little room,||10|
|About the woodlands I will go|
|To see the cherry hung with snow.|