On Saturday, we planned a pretty packed day for ourselves. We’d planned to see the Butterfly Park, the Triangular Lodge, and Boughton House, which Kerri lovingly dubbed “Fancy House”.

This was one of my favorites…I loved the black and pink.

What is that curlyQ thingy? Is that their tongue? Or a straw? Is that how they eat? My butterfly anatomy skillz are seriously lacking.

so purdy…

I stood patiently for over 5 minutes waiting for this particular butterfly to open his/her wings so I could get the whole face effect, but he/she wasn’t budging.

That is one crazy lookin’ caterpillar.

If the hibiscus doesn’t rank in the top 5 as one of the world’s most beautiful flowers, someone needs a stern talking-to.

I can’t, for the life of me, remember what this flower is called, but I definitely wanna buy some next time I see them. It’s one of my faves. It’s such a happy flower.

Silly, splashy ducks.

Leaf cutting ants doing their thang.

Giant, killer beast koi. Not really. But I prolly wouldn’t let them eat out of my hands.

I’m just sayin’…

This one was see-thru. So cool.

Hello Mr. T. You seem to have a bit of salad stuck in your chin.

That’s the pond and the rope that the ants use to walk from one side to the other. It’s pretty cool how they were cleverly isolated form the rest of the animals and how they can still do their destructive business in peace. Very clever, indeed.

After the inside of the park, we headed outside to see what else we could find. Also, it was insanely hot and humid inside and we all needed a bit of fresh air. ๐Ÿ™‚ The girlies just fell in love with Kerri and it will be a sad afternoon after school today when it sinks in that’s she’s really gone. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

A goat! ๐Ÿ™‚

This is the entrance to the “Adventures of Urchin the Hedgehog”, better known as “The Ultimate and Definitive Guide to the Extremely Boring Life of the Porcupine’s Ridiculously Cute Cousin.”

It all started innocently. You have to read the storyboards and then there are little displaysย  of Urchin and his various benign and tedious adventures.

Look here. Urchin’s talking to a mouse. Man…that’s exciting stuff.

The kids were highly entertained however.

Lara is learning all about what Urchin does and doesn’t eat.

The big kids, however, were hoping that at some point in the story, Urchin’s big brother would take him to a pub and subsequently that there would be a pub for us to enjoy. Alas….

Urchin makes a bridge from a plank….

Kids are still highly entertained.

No children were harmed in the making of this photo.

I don’t want you to think I’m a stick in the mud or anything. The hedgehog adventure was just a bit long. We weren’t expecting to walk the perimeter of a huge field. And cleverly enough, the trail ended directly opposite of the gift shop. Those sneaky little buggers….

Next stop: Triangular Lodge.

From the website:

This delightful triangular building was designed by Sir Thomas Tresham (father of one of the Gunpowder Plotters) and constructed between 1593 and 1597. It is a testament to Tresham’s Roman Catholicism: the number three, symbolising the Holy Trinity, is apparent everywhere. There are three floors, trefoil windows and three triangular gables on each side. On the entrance front is the inscription ‘Tres Testimonium Dant’ (‘there are three that give witness’), a Biblical quotation from St John’s Gospel referring to the Trinity. It is also a pun on Tresham’s name; his wife called him ‘Good Tres’ in her letters.

The girls were trying to be as triangular as possible.

One of the rooms on the ground floor.

One of the teeny windows.

We actually overestimated how long we’d be here. We thought it would be much bigger and much cooler, however, it is what it is. Bizarre and old. ๐Ÿ™‚ Colin had planned for us to be there for 15 minutes and I think we were there for 5. Barely. ๐Ÿ™‚

We had one more stop planned on our itinerary, Boughton House. We thought that the house was open and that the grounds would be closed according to the website. Unfortunately, we drove out there and it was all shut up. There were two entrances, the main gate and the delivery entrance (which was open). I was seriously contemplating driving up the delivery entrance and seeing if anyone said anything. Colin, being the do-gooder of the bunch, strongly discouraged me and gave me that “Don’t act like a donkey, Jan.” look and I was put in my place.

If I was in the Duke of Buccleuch’s shoes, I wouldn’t want a bunch of crazy, worn-out kids and their trespassing guardians to sneak up to my house, interrupt my tea and ask if they could have the ground tour.

However, if I was the Duke of Buccleuch, I would seriously think about clarifying my noble little website and then I would send a “Crowley Family & Guest” invitation to visit my home. I would teach them how to play Croquet and I would give them all the buttered scones they could fit into their deserving little bellies.