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It’s midsummer’s eve 2013 and I’m sitting in a little hidden corner of the limestone garden in the Cambridge University Botanic Garden, a bench with a seat shaped like a half circle, sheltered by high rock walls covered in purple flowers on three sides. The bees seem to love the purple flowers, because the air is filled with the hum of their wings. The sun is shining behind a thin veil of clouds and the temperature is of that pressing kind, like as if it’s awaiting thunder. Abbie, the friend I’m visiting in Cambridge, told me yesterday that this feeling is common here, but that the thunder never comes. Must be tiring, the constant wait for a release that never comes. It is calm here, in the garden. Birds are singing and the grass is still a little wet from the rain earlier today. There’s just something about this place. When it comes to gardens, the British do know what they are doing.
Photo: Cambridge University Botanic Garden, England, June 2013. Posted on Instagram July 9, 2020.
Katja Malmborg 