the old Pagoda |
old bungalow, was a French restaurant |
The botanic gardens balanced my equilibrium and put me at peace with being me. I had slathered sunblock and happily spent all late morning and early afternoon wandering the gardens and taking pictures. I walked the entire length of the gardens, looking to find my favourite spot for future picnics. I found art in the gardens too.
I saw the gardeners working in the gardens, saw men in trees, saw a little girl chasing butterflies, and try to stomp on it, much to the horror of her mother. I saw families, tourists, students, people intent on exercising while looking at their mobile phones, forgetting to look up and appreciate the peace and tranquillity of the gardens.
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