One of the things I miss the most about living in Washington is the trees. They're everywhere, at least where I grew up, are mostly evergreens, and they even grow taller there. While trees are less plentiful in eastern Washington, where we spent most of our time, we spent an afternoon at Ohme Gardens, perched on the side of a hill in Wenatchee.
The day we went was perfect, the weather was cool and comfortable {in fact, we brought sweaters and then wished we hadn't}. It was a perfect little oasis to the busy city and dry surroundings.
We were also fortunate that we visited in the afternoon on a weekday, so we had the entire garden {almost} all to ourselves.
By the name I was expecting something more along the lines of a cultivated flower garden with paved paths. However, we were greeted by a much more rugged terrain.
As we meandered along the rocky paths, I was glad I had brought the baby pack instead of the stroller, even though Silas somehow managed to be carried by his Auntie for over half the trip, instead of riding in the pack anyway.
It turned out to be a perfect way to spend an afternoon. We soaked up the scenery around us, enjoyed good company, and got a little exercise too.
It never ceases to amaze me what beauty is hidden right around the corner. We'd driven past these gardens countless times, and Josiah pointed them out to me, and we always said, "next time, we'll go there". I'm really glad this trip we actually did.
Love the picture of the two of you - such a little squish!! :)
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