At the Botanical Garden

In the summer of 2006, Watts and Jean visited us in Georgia, and we all made a day of it at the Atlanta Botanical Garden. We were strolling through the outdoor exhibits when the sight of another visitor stopped us in our tracks: it was a vision of Jean, years (or decades) in the future, a smiling, aged face framed by Jean's trademark frizzy curls, only this time, they were white. Jean and the older woman stopped to chat and laugh, each recognizing her similarity in the other. Who knows? They might have been related -- they both had ancestors from Scotland. It was a special moment.

Later, Jean posed for Watts inside the mirrored interior of a sculpture on the grounds.




We finished up with an afternoon breakfast at the Flying Biscuit.





Jean pronounced it a lovely day. And it was.

--Terry and Sylvia Goggin