by Lorien E. Menhennett
A few days before leaving for rural Uganda, I had an exotic adventure right in my own backyard. I trekked out to the Bronx to visit the New York Botanical Garden, one of my favorite places in the city. It’s always a fun trip, and I walked through some of my favorite haunts, like the ornamental conifer garden. But I made this particular visit to see the annual orchid show, which would conclude while I was out of the country. This week was my last chance.
The show didn’t disappoint. I ooooohed and aaaaahed as I made my way through the greenhouse, stunned by the magnificent and many colors, shapes, and sizes. Some blooms hung in clusters from trees; some strutted in giant pots on the ground; others wound their way like strands of delicate glass beads around a gigantic frame of green bamboo-like rods, a structure which reached up for the ceiling, and for the sun.
My photos don’t do these beautiful blooms justice. But they give you a glimpse at what the show was like:
Outside, the Japanese apricot trees (below) were blooming, as were the azaleas. It was early April, too early for many of the spring bulbs, but some precocious daffodils (also below) and even a few tulips had popped up to say their spring “hello.”
All this green (and pink, orange, yellow, purple, and so on …) was so refreshing to see. It was a pleasant respite from all the concrete and steel that surrounds me on a daily basis. It was also a lovely reminder that someday, I want to have a house again, with a backyard, and my own garden.
Perfect timing for your blog! I had to cancel my trip to the Chicago Botanical Gardens today with my friend, Kate, due to SNOW! Your descriptions and photos are stunning and brought me some springtime joy in spite of the conditions here. I’ll share with Kate as well! Thanks!
Oh no! Sorry you missed your own trip to see nature. Glad you enjoyed the vicarious journey and photos. Hope Kate does too. 🙂