The dome boasts some beautiful tropical flowers and blooms, like the clouds, different every time you visit. Again, I have no idea the name of these flowers, but they reminded me of candied cinnamon hearts.

This plant was fun to interact with.

Yes, interact with. It closes its leaves when you touch them. I am not sure if it was a defensive or offensive move. I don't think it was carnivorous, but there aren't as many insects under the dome as there would be in a real jungle.

I once lived in a pretty boring town, well boring if you asked me. I wanted so much to be able to escape to someplace else, more interesting, in a blink of an eye, to discover a portal that allowed an individual to bend spacetime and get somewhere else better and fast. Maybe with a talking lion that would anoint me a queen.

The conservatory is a little like Narnia. Outside the rain had returned and the sharp northern wind, but inside the weather is balmy and I am hanging in the tropics and time flies by.

We got back outside and took another look at the view. The clouds had thickened and the zebra returned to the savanna of my imagination. Still the North Shore mountains were impressive and breast-taking.

We made our way back down the hill, left the Park, and made our way through the local neighborhood and back to the train station.

I have been getting a lot of joy these days from the way people decorate their yards. Minime spotted these shrubs spotting us. I can't decide if this topiary is creepy or cute, but I love it. That said Edward Scissorhands has little to worry about.

Well, that was our #Wednesdaywalk. Hope you got out there too and enjoyed your neighborhood, enjoyed a new neighborhood, or perhaps discovered a wormhole to the tropics, or a secret door to Narnia even.