A couple days ago I talked about walking to the Botanical Gardens here in Rio. I skimmed over it pretty quickly because I wanted to talk about the gardens today. About 2 times a year, I walk alone from the apartment, around the edge of the Lagoa, entering the Jardim Botanico (Botanical Gardens) by the main gates to stroll up and down the open tree lined walkways, taking photos without watching over my shoulder, relaxing, going my own pace without any concerns that others (Camillo) may want to sit or to leave before I am ready.
Some days I sit on a bench and watch the children play, but always making the walk up through the imperial palms, and no matter which direction I go, or whether I sit for a bit, I eventually make it back into a far corner where the orchid and bromeliad houses are. Every walk brings me new delights - spaces of mystery, a glimpse of elegance from the past, spaces that invite and the color of spring.
On a bad day, all I find is an hour of peace in this loud and brassy city, and on a good day – on a good day there are moments where I find flowers new, flowers exotic, flowers happy, and beauty hidden waiting to be found. and if I pay close attention I can find leaves dancing, leaves wrapped up tight and leaves that show us how to best use the sun.
Please take a minute and look to see what else I saw this past week, a bounty you will enjoy.