Here are some pictures and a couple videos I took while at Longwood Gardens. I hope you enjoy. The prose is mostly just nonsense.

If I were a moose and you were a cow
Would you love me anyhow?
Would you introduce me to your folks
Would you tell your friends, "No moose jokes!"
If I were a moose and you were a cow
Would you invite me to your club
And risk a cruel bovine snub
Would you lead me down the receiving line
And boldly boast, "This moose is mine!"
Would your parents watch us graze
Shake their heads, "It's just a phase"
Or would they thank the stars above
Their precious heifer's found her love?

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh

As the deer panteth for the water,
So my soul longeth after you.
You alone are my hearts desire
And I long to worship you.
You alone are my strength, my shield.
To you alone may my spirit yield.
You alone are my hearts desire
And I long to worship you.

Percy the puny poinsettia
Is hanging his bloom in dismay
If they had just kept him wetta
He'd be a houseplant today
Folks liked the other plants betta
Now he's alone on the shelf
Even a plant with no uncle or aunt
Shouldn't spend Christmas Day by himself
Holiday shoppers would stop by the counter
And pick up a plant to take home
Until one by one all his friends were adopted
And Percy was left all alone

We're flowers, you and I.
We share a light.
I need you.
We're Orchids.
But I long to love you like flowers do
Just to feel your sweet perfume
I want you.
We're Orchids.
Will we never get to be?
Will I ever get to be?
Will I ever get to feel you in me?
The seeds lie unaltered
But on some planet, on some other moon.
We bloom still.
I love you.
We're Orchids.

This is 1,100 pounds of cranberries laid out in a shallow fountain pool...

Inside the conservatory...this is the main building and it is huge and always breathtaking, no matter what time of year.

Just outside the gates of the gardens, there is an old Quaker meeting house (Longwood Progressive Meeting of Friends) with a cemetary. This very old grave is being displaced by a old tree. The grave stone was just about illegible - the year of death was 1858 - I think.
More on the meeting house can be found here.
A couple videos for you to enjoy:
Music, lights and cascades of water. I don't know if you can hear the music.
Inside the conservatory there are waterfalls and turning Christmas trees. You might hear the waterfalls.