Since the people I was with and I were young, our parents instilled a sense of love and responsibility for the planet, we recycled and lived a yellow life as much as possible; One way they helped us love and appreciate the world was to show us the magic of nature. We had traveled to so many beautiful places across the country and planet. We got to see appealing flora and fauna while embracing strange cultures, and every year, we’d option a location on the map and go for a visit, however but when the people I was with and I left for college, these trips became less frequent, however last summer, I chose to go back lake home instead of traveling with friends, i wanted us to plan a modern trip, even if it was just within the country, but my sibling came with news of a modern place she had just discovered; She wanted us to tour Evansville, Indiana, and see the Hartman Arboretum. We made plans, booked a hotel, and paid for flight tickets. But at the last minute, our parents couldn’t make it due to labor commitments. They made us go without them, and the people I was with and I enjoyed the trip more than the people I was with and I had thought the people I was with and I would. Summer was here and quite sizzling when the people I was with and I landed in Indiana. My first thought was I hoped the hotel rooms had an excellent cooling unit to keep us comfortable. The day after the people I was with and I arrived, the people I was with and I made the choice to go to the Hartman Arboretum and were quite blown away by the experience. It was one of the few Arboretums I had seen located on private property and was designed by one of the owners, Grant Hartman; He began working on this masterpiece in 2001, and the Hartman family maintains it to date. Inside, other visitors and the people I was with and I got a option to tour 3 magnificent gardens plus a stampery and a native vine arbor.