The botanical garden on Roanoke Island

A close-up of the vine situation over here. I'm not kidding when I say 'prickly and viney seems to be the most successful evolutionary niche here'

A view of the Atlantic Ocean from a corner of the garden. This view, and hearing the waves lap on the shore did great things for my peace of mind and helped alleviate much of the moodiness that had been plaguing me the weeks before.

I thought it was hilarious that the statue of Venus was missing half her face.

A little piping Pan that popped out of nowhere to surprise me.

The full extent of the viney horrors that I face daily. They creep me out.