Ah, Mother Nature to the rescue again.

We planned a Labor Day getaway to Calloway Gardens. They lost our reservations, charged us a fortune for a night – so we are heading back home on a long drive after this one night.

But first…

We are going to enjoy the gardens. I’m ready to breath some fresh air, see the beautiful flowers, listen to the cicadas in the pine trees.

I’m waiting to go now on my fourth floor balcony – I’m in the canopy, watching the gentle sway of pine and oak, a few clouds brushed thin over the blue sky.

And breathe.

We will be hiking around the grounds after we visit the butterfly house, and say goodbye for the last time to this place that was so inhospitable.

Thank goodness for the Gardens. All is forgiven in them.