Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Steve Just Called — Hopeful but Cautious


Myriad Gardens water stage


Koi pond at Myriad Gardens


Fall colors over Myriad Gardens Pond


Gorgeous colors of a Jungle


Couldn't Get Enough of This One





Amazing Exotic Palms


Sorry I Can't Remember This Tree's Name


Fall Colors At Myriad Gardens


Oak Leaves


Crystal Bridge Housing Tropical Garden With
Devon Tower behind


Crystal Bridge Spans Over Myriad Pool





Heading For The Upper Floor of Crystal Bridge over Pond


Climbing to the Top


Crystal Bridge with Devon Tower




Steve just talked with Tim at the shop. The poor transmission is being reinstalled for the ? time. I've totally lost count of its ins and outs. I've just moved out of our room to let the maid service the room. So I'm stationed at a table in the breakfast alcove of the lobby with a high volume TV doling out the latest weather predictions. That is something Steve has been researching over this last 24 hours. Both the TV and Steve don't offer a totally positive outlook. Heavy winds are blowing here at this moment. I'm so happy that Art is not a nervous type who might freak out over the fact that they are predicting a 30% drop in temperatures. Freezing rain and ice storm. They're talking about the danger to trees, roads — you name it. One quarter inch of ice on the highway is what I keep hearing. I seem to be experiencing a "timing" of a lifetime. I have to say, Art is more positive about the weather and more skeptical of the warnings than I am. But we both agree to wait until we're feeling sure about the safety of the road. We continue to hear this ongoing banter about ice thickness and Art continues to be more optimistic than I. Just heard that they are expecting a new storm to come in early next week. Anne just called and weighed in with her knowledge of how the weather comes and goes here. Let's move on to the good time we had Sunday and yesterday in Oklahoma City.

I just checked the last blog to see where I left off regarding our wanderings around OKC. We did take the Route 38 bus to the Transit Terminal and then discovered that the bus we were to take to the Western Heritage Museum from there did not run all the way to the museum on the last four runs of the day. After calculating our odds of getting there and back we simply walked over to the #38 station again and took the next bus back to our neighborhood where we ate dinner at my favorite local Italian restaurant, Zio.

Yesterday we did the dual bus line trip again and made it to our destination in a little over an hour. Anne called and soon joined us for a wander through a huge hall of paintings that are part of a very impressive invitational exhibit. A buffet lunch followed by the whole afternoon in the many (14 or more) galleries of this amazing home for western landscapes, action paintings, movies, sculptures and rooms filled with leather and silver art. Saddles, reins, hackamores, jewelry and much more. The famous "at the end of the trail" sculpture of the native American  on horse that was featured at the 1915 world's fair in San Francisco resides majestically at the end of a long hall in front of a huge glass wall. It had been moved several times and saved from total ruin (It is plaster) at the last moment and stabilized for permanent display in this impressive location. I had actually resisted going to this museum during my first visit to OKC but I'm so happy that I finally went there. We both enjoyed it tremendously.

I just received the pictures Anne took for me with her phone the day we went to the Meridian BridgeTropical Botanical Gardens. So that's what I'll share with you today to take all our minds off the subject of the pending weather. Thanks, Anne, for your great skills with the IPhone camera. To be continued.

We just had dinner at Pearl's Fish House down the street. Very atmospheric and welcoming. Besides that, the food was delicious. We both had catfish. Art with lemon and mine blackened. Yum. Little Hush Puppies came to the table right away and then we were told that one orders up at the counter. So Art was our waiter for the first items. He did himself proud.







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