So, earlier this month the family and I enjoyed a week-long diversion in sunny, humid, lovely Fort Worth, Texas. Time was evenly divided between family and friends.
We visited the Ft. Worth Japanese Garden where my dad is the head landscape architect. Several summers I spent “volunteering” my time at the JG, silently cursing the misfortune of my birth while trimming asian jasmine. This is my dad in his work togs.
This is Lola next to one of those ornamental drippy things whose name I will never remember. Back in Nippon they put them in front of tea houses and restaurants so you could wash your hands in them.
And to round off the JG portion of our little travelogue, here’s the Suzuki Garden which my Dad built. I remember renting the miniseries Shogun so he could study traditional retaining wall configurations.
We also went to the Ft. Worth Zoo, which is spectacular. They had this walk-in aviary full of parakeets. You could buy a stick with some seeds and honey stuck on the end to feed them.
Our dear friends, the family Wilkes, joined us on both of these excursions. Lola and the eldest Wilkes lad got along famously as exhibited here:
And, of course, here:
Sadly, the youngest Wilkes lad seemed disoriented and moist for the duration of the visit:
We also had an awesome FFXI land party where we were forced to eat this mind-bending terriyaki chicken/mashed potato goop (no pictures), threw two raucous dinner parties (no pictures of the parties themselves, just of children playing in the pool and, really, haven’t we seen enough pictures of adorable children?), saw the movie Up (google the damn pictures yourself), and spent some quality time with the grandparents (who I did manage to snap a good picture of but whom I will spare the exposure). In all it was a great trip and I miss everybody terribly but we’ll always have our memories and that extra five pounds.