Grapevine Botanic Gardens is not on the scale of its Fort Worth or Dallas counterparts, being more of a glorified park, but a very pretty one nonetheless. We first went there on a sunny Saturday earlier this year, after driving past the signpost many times, and it was packed with people taking bridal photos and picnicking on the grass. We've been a few times since then, and every time Toby heads straight for the fountain with the handy toddler-height overflow.
That was the time there were lizards everywhere, as well. Green ones, brown ones, puffy-throated ones... We watched with fascination as a male ever-so-slowly stalked a female through the branches of a plant. Usually when we see a lizard it's, "oh look, there's a ..." rustle rustle rustle as it disappears into some leaves. I had never seen one move so deliberately.
One of my favourite parts is this plant wall, with windowboxes forming a cascade of vegetation. It looks like an ideal thing to jazz up a bare garden wall. They also have a vertical arrangement which creates a very compact herb garden. I'd love to try it one day!
Just over the road is Nash Farm, a modest plot of land containing a 19th century farmhouse and assorted farming paraphernalia. Recently it hosted an Italian car show, where Lamborghinis lazed under the live oaks and Alfa Romeos rested next to rusty tractors. Graham ogled the sports cars and dreamed about selling the house to buy a Ferrari, while Toby and I hung out on the porch and sipped lemonade in the sunshine. Everyone was happy!