Butchart Gardens

This is Butchart Gardens, the lovely place where my mother wouldn’t get out of the car when she was my age. She told my aunt, “It’s too bourgeois.” Now, she has taken me here on a 24 mile bike ride to see these charming landscapes that are in fact somewhat bourgeois, but I don’t mind. It is a garden none-the-less, and vibrantly inviting.