The Shaded Gardens of Bucharest Tiny and large parks are everywhere in Bucharest, huge trees align the street shades bring the families together, children play near the fountains, mothers feed their babies, a grandmother reads a book for her grandson, a woman sits knitting, an old man sleeps. I heard stories of people that grew up with their friend in one of the little parks I used to visit, they told me how their own children now have friends they meet almost every day there in summer, in winter. Especially in summer the parks are an oasis, a family place, a living green shelter, with a green welcome sky. The harshness the chaos of the city seems faraway, although it's just around the corner.
The Shaded Gardens of Bucharest
Tiny and large parks are everywhere in Bucharest, huge trees align the street
shades bring the families together, children play near the fountains, mothers feed their babies, a grandmother reads a book for her grandson, a woman sits knitting, an old man sleeps.
I heard stories of people that grew up with their friend in one of the little parks I used to visit, they told me how their own children now have friends they meet almost every day there in summer, in winter.
Especially in summer the parks are an oasis, a family place, a living green shelter, with a green welcome sky. The harshness the chaos of the city seems faraway, although it's just around the corner.