Not Kauffman Stadium, but the Kauffman Memorial Garden.
Chillaxin' in the orangery.
These red amarylli were huge.
(By the way, what is the plural of amaryllis?)
It smelled amazing.
Time to go outside.
Click on this picture (below) to enlarge it, and see another great smile.
Ever since the first time I went there, it's cracked me up that Mrs. K's birth year isn't on her grave marker — so you won't know how old she was.
As we left, this view toward the Plaza reminded me of downtown Omaha's Gene Leahy Mall.