It’s Sunday – Again. It’s Always Sunday.

Today was another day with nothing planned. A few days ago, on the way to Boca Raton for dinner, we had driven by a sign on Jog Road – American Orchid Society.

I know nothing about orchids. Neither does Helaine nor my parents. Still it seemed like a nice place to go – picturesque and close. My camera was incredibly excited.

It’s always Sunday here in Florida. Isn’t it nice how that works?

Actually, last night wasn’t without its problems. I was sitting here in the kitchen, playing cards, when I heard a loud squeal. It was quick, but had that smoke detector feel to it.

About ten minutes later, the squeal again. This time I noticed there was a voice too. The smoke detector battery was running low and the automated voice wasn’t going to let me put it off – even though it was well after midnight and everyone else was asleep. The smoke detector wasn’t taking no for an answer.

Actually, in this situation, my folks have an advantage. As far as I could tell, this squeal and voice wasn’t waking them up. I would hope, and I think it’s likely, the constant squeal of a real emergency would roust them.

I walked into the bedroom to wake my mother. Where did she keep the batteries?

Long story short, a little chair balancing and the job was complete.

There was more to do this morning. My mom told me some lights had burned out. Would I replace them?

She wasn’t kidding. The bathroom fixture had three of four lights out! It was a similar situation in the den. These were all halogen bulbs. I did what a son’s supposed to do.

Today was another day with nothing planned. A few days ago, on the way to Boca Raton for dinner, we had driven by a sign on Jog Road in Delray Beach – American Orchid Society.

I know nothing about orchids. Neither does Helaine nor my parents. Still it seemed like a nice place to go – picturesque and close. My camera was incredibly excited.

The Orchid Society is set well back off the main road, adjacent to the Morikami Museum with Japanese art and a Japanese garden. The parking lot had plenty of empty spaces as we drove in.

It was well worth the trip. These flowers are beautiful and maintained in a beautiful place.

Our first stop was a greenhouse. There were dozens of varieties. It wasn’t overpowering. There was plenty of room between flowers. It was very pretty and very photogenic.

We left the greenhouse and walked out into the gardens. I suppose the blooming of flowers is more left to Mother Nature here. The flowers were just as pretty, but not everything seemed in bloom.

We walked the gardens for a while, but it was hot. We couldn’t stay too long.

It’s funny. If you go to New York City, you’ll see lots of people who’ve never been to the Statue of Liberty or Empire State Building. It’s the same everywhere. People tend not to see their own local sights – like this beautiful museum. It was right under my parents’ noses, but they’d never been.

My Cousin Carol is on her way over. We’re going out for Chinese food at a restaurant originally recommended to a friend by a food critic. They’re both back in Connecticut, but it’s here.

After dinner I’ll let you know if I agree with the pros.

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Blogger’s note – Thanks to DF for the clarification. I have ‘moved’ the Orchid folks to Delray Beach, where they are actually located.

3 thoughts on “It’s Sunday – Again. It’s Always Sunday.”

  1. For something local, bring your camera and check out Magic Wings (http://www.magicwings.com/), a butterfly conservatory just up the road from Yankee Candle in South Deerfield, Mass (right off I-91). We visited Magic Wings last summer and I spent an hour chasing butterflies with my digital camera. It was a unique experience.

    73,

    Stan, WA1LOU

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