Bergianska botanical garden

I was supposed to go to the natural history museum with Christoffer today, but waiting there by the main entrance in the sun, that still felt like the warm summery kind, I just couldn’t make myself go in to the dark halls with stone displays and dinosaur bones. So when Christoffer arrived, I convinced him to cross the highway and go to the Bergianska botanical garden instead.

It was an amazing afternoon, warm like it was still summer, and there were even flowers still in bloom.

I only had my phone to take photos with, so the beauty of the garden doesn’t really show, but really, walking down by the lake, with kayakers paddling by and flower beds full with ferns. The Stockholm botanical garden has nothing to be ashamed of.

The waterlily house, humid and fragrant.

In the orchard, the apple trees heavy with fruit, we laid down on the grass in the sun, watching the dragonflies come and sit on my colorful Liberian skirt. I could have staid there for hours, smelling the air, sweet from the fallen apples decomposing in the grass, but I had places to be and too soon, we picked up our stuff and went back to the tube.

It was a very nice early autumn afternoon, in a lush and pretty botanical garden. Trust me, I know botanical gardens.