Creating poetry, in nature

I haven't been to the Botanical Garden since....well...I don't know when.  I've been reading some photography books.  And it mentioned taking pictures in different weather conditions.  It's a dreary day out, today.  That seems fitting since Stan Lee passed away, today. Sadness. 
I got lost, in the best possible way.  I walked around in this place that I couldn't believe was in park or museum of sorts, in a city.  It felt like a Jack Frost poem.  It felt amazing to be taking pictures and enjoying nature.  It was creating poetry, in nature, through my lens.  What an experience.  Imagine how I will feel with a DSLR if I'm feeling this with my Coolpix.