The squash, the green beans, the radicchio, the strawberries, even the basil have all given it up. But the tomatoes keep holding out, teasing me with their firm, fleshy fruit. Witness the triplets below – ever-expanding but pale as the day they were born.
A coquettish couple, coyly flashing their curves.
A ready, rounded pair, tenaciously clinging to their last few teenage moments.
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There is a wonderful energy erupting through the soil from this garden. Amidst the comings and goings, migrations and departures, the city often becomes devalued to the point of merely being a conduit rather than a place. Experiencing these plants emerging from the floor of this conduit, feels transformative, like a desperately needed punctuation of time. It returns one to the present and the here. And that feels peaceful, and good, and tasty.
Posted by Arasmus on 24 June 2010 @ 11:23am