Red and Rain

We headed out to the Meijer Gardens early this morning. Or as early as I'm capable of ;)
The weather looked okay, but as soon as we stepped outside into the gardens it started to rain. We waited a bit and went and looked at the inside glass sculptures of Dale Chihuly. When it looked like the rain had slowed down we went outside again ... at which point it promptly stopped with raining softly and started throwing buckets of water on us. And there was thunder. Yay! *rolls eyes*
We managed to make it to the Farm(part of the Gardens), where we sat out a good deal of the rain in rocking chairs overlooking an increasingly wet garden with dripping (and still smiling!) sculptures. The Beloved played us some music (hurray for cellphones-with-extras) and at one point there was even some dancing. Lovely :)
At a certain point we both had enough of sitting around, though, and it was decided we would just get wet.

And whaddayaknow: the rain stopped. HA!
So we wandered. Saw the Gormley, the Haring, all our usual favourites and this combination:

Deborah Butterfield's (part of the permanent collection) Cabin Creek in front of the Dale Chihuly's (temporary exhibition) Red Reeds.
It really kind of floored me with all it's surrealness.


Tomorrow I go back to work. Ugh. Somebody save me.