Today was so glorious that I couldn’t bear to be in my office. I slung my handbag over my shoulder and set off, camera in hand. I sauntered across streets and through parks, meeting hyperactive dogs and interesting characters along the way. But when I encountered this row of blooming trees, I had to stop and take photos.
I say “stop and take photos”. What I actually mean is “stop, climb up on a gate, then climb up into the tree, to take photos”.
This is my favourite time of year. Do you love it as much as I do?
One of the most special things about NYC is the proliferation of community gardens all across the city. Each one is totally unique: they’re all different sizes, with a wild variety of flowers, trees, and even vegetables growing. In exchange for a few hours work, you can become a member of your local community garden, and — this is the best part — you’ll be given a key so you can use the garden whenever you want.
If you’re hankering for a slice of peace and quiet, somewhere to write, or a place to grow flowers, you should definitely consider it. You can find your nearest garden here!
“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” (Margaret Atwood)
Have you spent any time in the fresh air lately? I urge you, before the spring blossoms disappear, go out for a walk and really enjoy the sight of them. Don’t be in a rush from one place to another. Just go for a walk, be present, and revel in the beauty.
“On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word.” (Jack Kerouac)
Blossoms in my heart,