The salt-laden typhoon winds don't seem to have stopped the Gingko trees from changing color this year so maybe there's hope for the Maples yet.
There were quite a few rose varieties blooming and most carried a heady fragrance. We buried our noses in the velvety blossoms, inhaled deeply, and then raced along the path to the next group of bushes.
In the glass conservatory we spotted bananas after the bougainvillea but before the water lotuses.
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| According to Shinagawa-san, this citrus is called "Fox Face" |
Fox Face or Cow Face? You be the judge.
We also some incredibly tall clumps of sunflowers and dahlias.
Japan has changed me into something of a Nature Girl. I wonder how the Norfolk City Planning Department will feel about me transforming my flat side yard into a miniature version of the Japanese Alps.
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