On Good Friday, we went for a spin....to blow the stink off. We landed our eager legs at the RBG in hope of feeding birdies. However, the birds were being generously fed and we couldn't find a parking spot. So we drove down to the Arboretum. First, we had had to watch the monkey climb a tree.
Then the monkey fell into the shadows of the Willow Winds sculpture. Amazing how someone decided to salvage these beauties and create anchored artwork out of them. And what a great way to explore your shadow amongst these curvaceous pretties.
signed, the willow
