As promised, I took Gavin and Lael to Fort Nisqually yesterday. I’ve been there before, but I was still quite impressed by their garden, particularly that the garden which is supposedly “authentic” contained these beautiful flowers:
It felt eerie to look up from the flowers to see the cannon standing guard over them from the watchtower:
Is it reassuring or troubling that these outposts of civilization brought flowers thousands of miles for their garden? How could someone who loved such beauty so viciously exploit the local Indians?