You know the “one of” in your garden. The one with no brothers or sisters, here is mine. I know I planted more than one of this type. But in my yard, the squirrels reign and made a fast meal of them in their early days. So now my “one of” stands alone.
Photo taken at the Terminal Market in Brooklyn where all things plants and food can be found. Spring is the time of year when the romantic gardens in my head bears little resemblance to the reality in my yard. Nonetheless, I dream on and capture it all in photographs.
at the dawn of spring
wishes start anew
old worries dissipate and
I’m a part of all things new