When Jennie Butchart’s husband left a three and a half acre hole in her front yard, she filled it with flowers.

Karen and I visit Butchart Garden’s every chance we get. I count six times to date.

This was our first visit in April-May, the end of the rainy season in Victoria.

The crowds are sparse in the off-season and we could enjoy the sound of birds and falling water.

After spending the previous week among tens of thousands at a conference, this place renewed my introverted soul.

Victoria BC is our place.