Botanical garden refugee camps for plants

Please understand that every botanist TPP knows would like to take measures to stop or reduce global warming.  However, botanists are a pragmatic bunch and here is a news article about an endangered plant rescue plan that uses botanical gardens as refugee camps and way stations.  Let's consider the two closest big botanical gardens: the Missouri Botanical Garden and the Chicago Botanical Garden.  It takes about 5 hours to drive between them on a largely north-south vector.  But there is a good one and a half to two climate zones between them.  If things keep going the way they seem to be going in another 40 years the climate at the Chicago Botanic Garden will be like it is now in Missouri.  Of course then Missouri will be even hotter and drier (?) maybe something like the Texas panhandle.  So the idea is to shift endangered species from one refugee camp to another as way stations because there is no way they could migrate on their own, and they are setting up a network for this purpose now.  How grimly pragmatic is that?

It never rains on field trips

The drive to St. Louis was pretty wet; it rained the whole way and hard at times.  The traffic going into St. Louis was terrible as usual just crawling along the last few miles to cross the Mississippi via the bottleneck bridge.  By the time we arrived at the Missouri Botanical Garden it was nearly 1 pm, so we grabbed a bite to eat, and by then the rain had stopped.  So just as the Phactor tells his students; it never rains on a field trip, although it can storm.  A bridezilla was showing her true stripes (do you know what you're getting, fellow?) because the garden had the temerity to let a deluge turn her wedding site into a soggy mess.  Heels and chair legs would have sunk in immediately, and the area would not have been kind to the hem of that white dress either.  Here's a nice view across the garden's pond, and remember, it's still just mid-April.  The NRA was in town, but didn't see any of them taking in the garden.  Funniest thing we saw was this morning while returning from a coffee safari; a butler/doorman (?) in a tux and white tie, trying to maintain his dignity while walking a toy poodle at 8 am.  Who wears a tux at 8 am on a Sunday for dog walking?  Did he have his little plastic baggy?  A penguin and a dog are out for a walk,....