The last few months of the Corona lock-down have passed me by, at least in photographic terms. I hardly picked up my camera, and if I did, I did not leave the house, instead I just took a few shots around the homeoffice. Fortunately, I was really busy in my real-life job (and I still am), but moreover, I was just not in the mood to document the “new normal” life. On the streets I am still in a crazy, dreamlike mood, putting on my mask before entering a shop, preventing to touch anything, planning my steps carefully to avoid crossing the paths of other people and to keep distances. Back in my car driving home I feel safe again - the golden harvested fields on both sides of the street, the skyline of Frankfurt bathed in the pale blue of the sky, the gentle summer breeze caressing my skin through the open window - it feels so normal, so beautiful, so familiar, so protective…
Hanne could not perceive my mood, when we met some weeks ago. She told me about the Botanical Garden in Frankfurt. Botanical Garden? You mean “Palmengarten”, the famous garden with all those exotic plants and trees? No, she said, the Botanical Garden. It’s a beautiful small place near the Palmengarten, and you should go there and take photos.
Hanne was right, the place is indeed a small oasis of calm, a kind of organized jungle, structured in different habitats according to the plants’ needs, traversed by small trails and paved paths, most of the plants neatly labeled. My mood cleared up.