Tuesday, 24 May 2011

Views from the Boboli Gardens

I had forgotten how huge the Boboli Gardens are.

It is easy to lose your bearings
among the dark cypress walks.

There are no intimate spaces
and no lush plantings;
it is a world of statuary and gravel paths,
opaque water and clipped hedges.

It is a garden to promenade in,
to be impressed by,
to be seen in.

When I visited as a child
I saw only the interior space:
the obelisk, fountains and grand staircases

but now I look outwards to the city,
to the Duomo and the Baptistery,
and beyond to the Apennine mountains
and I understand the bold design of the garden.

It is essential to continually challenge
your understanding of the world around you
and travel offers that opportunity.
There is no more appropriate place than Florence
to observe, to enquire, to explore
and to discover a sense of perspective.


  1. Terrific photos, Alice. Makes me long to go.

  2. You are one lucky lady. It is practicing for British Summer Time here!

  3. What a fun name, Boboli...doesn't quite fit, does it?

  4. "It is essential to continually challenge your understanding of the world around you..."
    That is such a great statement. Thanks for encapsulating a lesson I'v been trying to teach my friends for such a long time. I'm gonna quote you on that, many many times.

    by the way...BB has finally started to watch Doc Martin. Yay.

  5. AnonymousMay 26, 2011

    apart from the split infinitive ... but then it is always important "to boldly go ..." as part of life's trek

  6. Hello Anonymous,
    This is my blog and the language is carefully chosen. A split infinitive will always annoy a grammar pedant. It amused me when I published that post and I wondered if anyone would rise to the bait.

  7. Can we both guess who 'Anonymous' is ?!

  8. AnonymousMay 26, 2011

    wondered or hoped ??

  9. I know not of whom you speak

  10. AnonymousMay 28, 2011

    Terrific photos, Alice. Makes me long to go.
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  11. I vividly remember the gargantuan terracotta pots. We spent our honeymoon staying a few miles from Florence, ten years ago. It is eldest's middle name.


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