Franklin Park Conservatory

After lunch, all of us took our very full selves over to the Franklin Park Conservatory.

On walking in to get tickets, the entryway looks down on some beautiful Chihuly pieces.

Taking a picture of the “Sausage Tree” made me feel kinda dirty.

That’s right. I have the mind of a 12 year old.

Me and a parrot, locked in a battle of wits.

Though he bested me with his debate skills, next time I’m in Columbus I want a rematch.

Outside the building, where there were some large sculptures.

Also, there were several train tracks, sprawled all over this courtyard. I saw at least three separate trains going around and around.

Ian and I whispered to one another that this didn’t seem all that fun.