
Shaun pointed out that, at just one mile north of downtown Boulder, these gardens must be prime real estate and therefore worth a mint. Except.

But the gardens are really quite lovely and quiet, Flatiron-adjacent and all.

In between some of the iris beds was this rye growing:

Along with a bunch of picturesque junk.

After that, it was a short ride into the city centre so that mama could eat some hot breakfast in the sun. Marzieh ate almost all of her Kid's breakfast at the Boulder Cafe after "gently" touching as many of the tulips in Pearl Street Mall that she could get to with her sticky paws.




















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