Monday, November 7, 2011

A Field Full of Dreams

Somewhere in the city, there was the dream of a real estate developer. To cover the earth, build up towards the sky and to erect a building. But that dream has died, and since its death what remains is just a patch of disturbed ground, a field of mostly mugwort growing on what really isn't soil, but rather a sort of rock-hard landfill. But I have a dream too. To build up that disturbed ground. To reclaim and use this small piece of earth to raise something other than steel and concrete.

Some seeds have been planted. To be precise though, they were bulbs.


Marie said...

Bulb bomb?

Sweetgum Thursday said...

Don't I wish we could of used a bomb. Instead, shovels and trowels. An auger and a drill would have been nice.