I took a walk this morning through an old, unfinished rhododendron park. There are a few short trails that are evidence of planning, but otherwise the area is natural -- overgrown in parts -- but beautiful. There are several varieties of rhodies and azaleas, dogwoods, forget-me-nots and decorative trees. The towering evergreens, for which this part of the country is so well-known, are also present. Stepping into the park is like stepping back in time. I feel like I'm in a fairytale. My footsteps are muffled and I find myself talking in a low, quiet voice. Last time I visited nothing was in bloom. Today there were different colors around every corner. I took these pictures for my MI mom. My WA mom took some of them, too. I thought MI mom would enjoy seeing them. Can't wait for her to get here!