Tuesday, July 31, 2007


I can't believe August is here and the weeds are huge.

This mass of weeds seemed to spring suddenly from an empty tree pit. I am rather fond of weeds, I admire their determination to grow almost anywhere.

There is an empty lot that has been on my mind recently.

It's the tree that draws me. That beautiful dancing tree, spreading its branches over the fence, I hope it doesn't grow into the spikes. I love the square of green in the middle of the block.

I am so afraid it will become this,

like so many weedy lots before it.

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