I recently headed up to the New York Botanical Garden with a friend, finally taking advantage of a perk I’ve received not too long ago. I hadn’t been up to the Bronx (and the garden) in a while and with the warm weather and clear skies, the timing was perfect. We went specifically to check out the Rose Garden Festival that was held that weekend; I had been wanting to visit when the roses were in bloom but never got around to it until now.
It was exceedingly warm and with rainfall from a few days before, most of the roses were already at peak or just past. There were still plenty of buds yet to bloom but I thought it didn’t look as nice when so many flowers were already beginning to wilt and there were a lot of oversized blooms that were starting to droop. Visiting the garden a few days before the festival might have yielded an even prettier landscape. Ah well, lesson learned for next time (hopefully next year).
There was a lot of variety in the garden but I have to admit that the flowers started to all look the same after a while. And I was also getting bored with the color palette: too many pinks and pale colors, not enough bold hues for my tastes. It also didn’t help that the strong sunlight washed out the subtle shades on some of the plants. But at least I did find the time to stop and smell the roses!