The Flowers That Didn't Make it in the House (For Jane)

They are still up on the roof and there are some in a coffee shop nearby. Thanks to Jane though for reminding me to pay attention again. The days are getting shorter and the anemones bloom.

And on the Seventh Day

ye shall covet your neighbor's vegetables. (my neighbor julia's haul)

Back to Life

back to reality as the song goes. I spend my days watching plants, weeding and paying some mind to visitors and this is enough for me now.

Under an Umbelliferae and a A Blue Sky

 or next to a patch of some by the side of the road perhaps,

is where i want to be. To me there is something so lovely about the color of the curly dock as it browns and goes to seed this time of year among the Queen's Anne's Lace blooms. (This isn't the country, just the edge of Brooklyn, by the side of the road and above in an old airfield.)