I spent a long time prowling round the Botanic Gardens, so I needed sustenance. The espresso was served outside near the information centre, a building of glass and reflections where it was difficult to distinguish what the glass held from the real world of forest. As I sipped my coffee I caught a glimpse of two large iridescent blue butterflies swooping against the green.
At lunchtime, my companion was a very handsome tree with a bole-shape of utter perfection. The cafe was surrounded by gardens, and the pear cider was delicious enough for me to indulge in a bit of product placement.