May 03, 2005

Blossomblogging 2005

filed under: Pictures

Despite the rainy/misty day on Saturday, we went to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden's Cherry Blossom Festival - and boy, am I glad we did. It didn't do more than sort of drizzle, and the mist made all the cherry trees look just spectacular. Plus, the crowds were way down.

The trees should still be flowering for a little bit - if you get a chance to go, don't miss it. It's one of those things.

In this picture Max looks a bit overwhelmed by the sheer pinky-purpleness of it all:

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(click for full size on all pictures)

But by the time Mommy got a hold of him, he had the hang of it.

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He became obsessed with the performance tent. "Tent!" he chanted, all day and up until bedtime. "TENT!"

"What about the blossoms?" we'd ask.

"'Soms," he's say, tentatively. "TENT!"

"It was a big tent," we'd admit.

"Uh-HUH!"

More pix after the jump...

Max's favorite part of the Festival was the game he and I came up with. It was a very simple game. It went like this: I'd lift him face first into the nearest rain-soaked branch of flowers. The rain would fall on his face and head, drenching him and worrying Mommy. Max would then laugh his ass off, to the great and indulgent amusement of passers-by. Here's the immediate aftermath of one round of our game:

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He was also briefly obsessed with the pond ("Puh-AHHH-nd!"):

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Eventually, he just wandered around in a Cherry Blossom stupor:

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The Botanical Gardens are the kind of place that, if they were in a city we were visiting and we read about them in a guide book, we'd be there in a heartbeat - but instead they're a 20 minute walk from our apartment and somehow it's hard to motivate to actually go. But they're just stunning - even when the Cherry Blossoms (biggest collection anywhere in the world outside of Japan - go BROOKLYN) aren't in bloom, but especially when they are.

According to the BBG's online Cherry Blossom Meter (amazing!) almost all of the trees are, as of today, still in peak bloom. If you're in the area and can swing by, I can not recommend it more highly.

Posted by rjt at May 3, 2005 03:43 PM
Comments

Now, when we find that a 16 year old confused Max has been going to Wigstock for 2 years, has a billy club collection, and knows entirely too much about Jacques Brel, will we remember the day daddy took him to the Cherry Blossoms to fag him up a little? We will not. Get him to a ball game, or home depot, for crissakes...

Posted by: perj at May 4, 2005 10:24 AM

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Posted by: rjt at May 4, 2005 11:04 AM