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Sunday, April 15, 2012

A Most Magical Day

While Dan is off in Charleston collecting images for his next painting series, I was whisked away by Ridge for an afternoon outing.  First the new IMAX movie, Born to Be Wild 3D, followed by a leisurely stroll through the Rose Garden at Exposition Park.  What could be better?

Okay, it's official....I'm a big crybaby.  My tear ducts are very close to the surface where animals are concerned and this was no exception.  No, I didn't have to resort to the two packs of travel tissues I brought, but I was discreetly wiping tears away from behind my ever so attractive 3D glasses.  Maybe it was the trailer for the polar bear movie, maybe it was the magnificent Morgan Freeman's narration, or maybe I'm just a goof.  No matter, the movie itself was a joy.

Angels truly walk among us.....or, in this case, among the orphaned elephants and orangutans.   Elephant expert, Dame Daphne Sheldrick in Kenya and primatologist, Dr. Birute Galdikas in Borneo have spent their lives rescuing, rehabilitating, and returning elephants (Sheldrick) and orangutans (Galdikas) to the wild.  Heartwarming, moving, and thought-provoking, this is a must see for anyone who loves animals and is outraged by poaching and the disappearing rain forests.

 

You now exit the IMAX theater via the upper level where you can fully appreciate the awe-inspiring dichroic skylight in the central pavilion.  After winding our way up to the top of the Science Center and observing a young man test his balance on the high wire bicycle, we made our way back down to the ground floor and out to the Exposition Rose Garden.   Ridge and I were trying to estimate the size of the garden and came to the conclusion it has to be well over 2 acres.  Brides and young women celebrating their Quinceanera posed for photos, lovers wandered past the fountain holding hands, and young children ran laughing wildly.  And to top it all off, an explosion of color and fragrance abounded thanks to the stars of the show. 


As we were leaving, I noticed a monument at the edge of the garden that read, "Flowers are the poetry of the Earth as stars are the poetry of Heaven."  How perfect is that?  As perfect as my day.  To my dear friend, Ridge, thank you for a most magical day!


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