Une promenade dans le jardin botanique

[This entry was originally published 16 Septembre 2013]

Flowers, shrubbery, and trees under a low cloudy sky, with the misty mountains as a backdrop. Copyright © 2013 Wayne and Elizabeth Saewyc

The day began with light rain, built up to steady, then took a break around morning tea when we thought, briefly, we’d take a quick walk somewhere nearby, then fell back into showers off and on until noon. Suddenly the clouds looked to be breaking up, a nice breeze sprang up, and the sidewalks looked merely damp with puddles, so we grabbed the camera and a parapluie and went off to someplace near, Les conservatoire et jardin botaniques de la Ville de Genève.

Near the top of the rockeries, in the Swiss Alps section, I found a cluster of these little beauties. Now I want a better camera lens for this kind of work. Copyright © 2013 Wayne and Elizabeth Saewyc

The Garden is, in fact, only a couple blocks from our apartment, but someone is constructing an entire college campus between the two so the actual approach involved a kilometre or more hike to get to an entrance. Then we spent a couple of hours strolling the paths and the rockeries. There is a tropical hothouse, a winter garden hot house (gorgeous structure with a very imperial style,) and hands-on laboratories – most of which we didn’t visit.

But the pictures we took tell the tale: though surrounded by interesting, mostly tagged, collection of trees, shrubs, and flowers almost half our photos are of birds and animals we discovered or were part of the small menagerie maintained by the conservatory. Plus another exceptionally interesting carousel with a distinctly steam-punk sensibility (unfortunately, the brightest period of our tour took place there, casting much of the inanimate device into shadow.)

Then, with more showers threatening, we hurried out the gate – and discovered a pedestrian path through the construction zone to our place, where I made a Sunday afternoon fry-up of fingerling potatoes, mushrooms, sausage, and onions. Then napped. Ah, le weekend ! C’est bon !