The grand old Botanic Gardens
I have fond memories of the Botanic Gardens. Growing up, there were only two places that we went during the holidays – either the old MPH bookstore on Stamford Road, where I would read to my hearts content, or the Botanic Gardens, where my family would walk through the park from one end to the other. I still go back there once in a while, though this time with an eye to photography.
It’s still a magical place to visit, despire the changes over the years – mostly for the better, though I remember there were fewer buildings and far more parkland before. The gardens are also resonant with history – every school-child knows that rubber was first successfully grown in south-east asia at this very spot, and the Botanic Gardens have a long history of growing orchids. Mostly though, they are a quiet green heart to a crowded city – a landscaped oasis of serenity only a few bus-stops away from the crowds of Orchard road.
WOW how did you do this. Impressed.
Thanks Elaine! It’s an infrared shot, hence the odd colours in the leaves.
Check out the rest of the shots in my flickr photoset:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/thirtypounces/sets/770268/