Dahlias might not be blooming in my garden yet, but they are beautiful in Butchart Gardens. We visited there this weekend with my parents who came over from the mainland for the weekend.
The fountain danced. Watching the water wave back and forth almost made me sway in unison. The sky was covered with high smoke that obscured direct sunlight and cooled the temperature dramatically.
Zinnias are so cheerful. Rows of them stood, stalwart and colorful in a wide border.
My parents. Saturday was my mother's 82nd birthday. We brought a picnic to the gardens, and enjoyed it at one of the tables provided, then wandered through the flower gardens before settling ourselves down on the sloping lawn for a view of the weekly summer fireworks show. Music, humour, a story here and there, and plenty of booms and sparkles marked the 30 minute spectacle. A fun way to celebrate a special day with my mom and dad. I am so thankful to God for my parents and for their presence and guidance in my life.
For Sunday lunch the celebration continued with two of her grandchildren and their families (our son and one of our daughters), along with three of her 17 great-grandchildren. Yours truly is in the background. Dinner outside, under another dull smoke-filled sky, was fun and festive.
Mom loves lemon flavour, so I baked a lemon cheesecake. There's a tart lemon glaze under the raspberries, plenty of whipped cream, and candied lemon slices to decorate it. Everyone seemed to enjoy it.
Linking with Mosaic Monday, hosted by Maggie of Normandy Life.