
As a plant guy, I am always trying to get the family to go to the Dallas Arboretum. Until recently, the “no way” side has won the argument, relying on these downsides: the long drive into town, the $30+ cost for the family to get in, our busy schedule, and, of course, the “we-don’t-like-this-why-do-we-have-to-go-there-nobody-but-Daddy-wants-to-go” argument. That last one is particularly lame, in my opinion.
Well, the stars aligned and the waxing Venus waned on Mars, or something like that, and we finally went. And fun was had by all. The end.