1/5 Simona A. 2 years ago on Google • 223 reviews
I
made
the
big
mistake
of
choosing
the
botanical
garden
as
the
place
for
a
Sunday
afternoon
walk.
Illuminated
world,
most
with
a
mask
worn
as
a
necklace
or
covering
only
the
mouth,
as
if
they
just
went
out
for
fresh
air,
they
won't
breathe
it
through
the
mask.
No
rules
are
being
followed
and
no
one
is
checking
that
they
are
being
followed.
Tulips
in
various
stages
of
flowering,
some
past,
wilted
daffodils,
hyacinths
whose
time
has
long
passed,
all
give
a
feeling
of
disorder
and
create
a
state
of
depression,
in
contradiction
with
the
spring
weather.
A
meadow
with
some
blooming
apple
trees
saves
the
impression.
An
arrangement
of
pansies
soon
from
some
sticks
cups
or
something
like
that,
could
be
quite
something,
but
you
can
see
the
lack
of
skill
of
those
who
made
it.
Wooden
benches
carved
in
perfect
bad
taste
are
reminiscent
of
a
country
house.
All
in
all,
I
did
a
quick
lap
and
ran.
Two
years
ago
the
place
was
a
splendor.
Now
I
found
it
pathetic.
Even
the
swans
were
a
bit
dirty,
not
showing
the
poor
face
of
the
mess
in
the
swamp
in
which
they
live.
I
only
saw
two,
the
rest
would
have
gone...