It was a lovely warm morning and so I went to the Re:start Mall, where the shops are built in temporary containers for breakfast
And then to the Christchurch Museum to catch a sightseeing bus. While I waited for my tour to begin I wandered in the adjoining Christchurch Botanical Gardens.
At the garden’s entrance is the Peacock Fountain, presumable named after its bold colours because I could see and peacocks. I later learnt that the fountain had been stored for many years and was only rediscovered in the 80s. Understandable.
The groups of the gardens are well kept and this building less part of the city was largely untouched during the earthquakes.
The Avon River meanders through the gardens, with its punters and ducks.
There are NZ native plants
lots of colour,
and even old friends that pop up in the Holy Trinity car park.
No garden would be complete without some hydrangeas
and a central rose garden, though none of the roses had any scent.
My bus tour was very it interesting but I will keep that story for a subsequent Men’s Breakfast and/or Trinity@home talk.