A breath of fresh air
July 6, 2010
Shopping in town on hot days like we are having for the past week is something I rarely do. When I really have to, I always try to take time and visit the botanical garden. One of my favourite places in town. At this Season the garden is a little paradise of shade and flowers. A real breath of fresh air, a haven of peace if you go there before midday. The arbour that looked so bare early this year is now covered with pink wild roses. Nothing like natural shade can give you this wonderful feeling of coolness on a hot Summer day.
There is a particular place where I like to sit near a rosebush. Those tiny rosebuds are an invitation and inspiration to any painter. And photographer… What I cannot share with you, unfortunately, is their subtle, delicate scent.
As I sat on the bench enjoying this moment, lost in my thoughts, I heard a prolonged “miaou”… Looking around I saw a black cat probably feeling a bit lonely and who was lying on the ground not far from me. He stayed there quietly then followed me when I got up and walked further in the garden.
Young people had arrived near the pond. Some students were working together on a project. The college of biology is close by and sometimes I see them sitting in the garden having lunch or reading. An extra-mural break…More people arrived and sat around the pond. These girls were obviously very busy checking their messages and totally oblivious of their surroundings. They were reading and commenting their sms for everyone to hear : “He writes beautifully, you know and he loves me so ! ” 🙂
Followed by my new friend, the cat, I strolled all around the garden before driving back home. I took a few pictures here and there, stopping to read the names of various trees, bushes and flowers, amazed at their origin. A world travel in miniature ! The tropical greenhouse looked inviting… but definitely too warm and humid in Summer. I will visit it on colder, duller days. As I walked, I took a few photographs; you may recognize some arnica flowers, water lilies, fuchsias, wild roses, flax plants, edelweiss, irises. There were many more… We will leave those for a next visit ! Hope you enjoy this one 🙂
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
– Lady Bird Johnson, Public Roads: Where Flowers Bloom
Each flower is a soul opening out to nature.
– Gerald De Nerval
In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.
– Kozuko Okakura