Okay, the title might be a little over the top, but these pitcher plants do indeed lure insects into their vases, and then slowly dissolve them in a pool of digestive juices. We are now officially in the part of this series where I traveled all around the world… but first, a quick jump back in time…
Because, to get here… to the garden of death… I had to drive a few miles. And that drive took me to some of my favorite spots in the Berkeley Hills, overlooking the Bay and San Francisco and the Golden Gate Bridge. You have all seen my sunset and city lights photos from here. I go there every time I come back to visit my mom.
See, look at that stunning view of San Francisco!
Okay, that one up there is an interesting tie-in with the past. Last summer, we came to the Bay Area to see the musical, Hamilton. On one of our city adventures, we rode that jet boat in the bay. While we were waiting in line, I spotted smoke way over on the other side of they bay, the side I grew up on. I said that it looked like it was burning near one of my favorite view spots. You can still see the burned part, right in the middle… sort of. Black stumps sticking out of the summer-browned grass. I know, I did a post about all this as it happened. I have pictures of the smoke, and we drove up here soon after and took better pictures than this.
Whateverman. Is that the Scottish moors? No.
But fog is such a part of the Bay Area.
Now, back to the flowers.
So many flowers.
There really are flowers from all over the world… even in summer. I didn’t take a photo of each sign. Signs are boring.
I did take a picture of this sign… just to tease you. I am not doing more rose photos, especially wrinkly old roses, even though I do now officially own a small squirt bottle to make fake dew drops the next time I do take rose pictures. I bought it, and put it in my camera bag.
So, yeah… flowers.
Look, I’m in Asia now!
I get distracted. No more words. Just flowers.