Daily Diversion #38: The Gladdest Thing Under the Sun*

Although hundreds of trees spread across the distant horizon like ink blots, the park adjacent to my flat is the only true green spot in this industrial neighborhood.

Pretty flowers near the old workhouse wall that dissects my neighborhood.

Pretty flowers and plants near the old workhouse wall that dissects my neighborhood.

I’m partial to the rust and dust and accumulated dirt, the graffiti and old buildings that litter the CW. The flowers are bright and perky, but they’ll die in service to the coming season. I like the good bones of the stone and brick structures, even if the edges are crumbly. They last, even if they are a bit shabby.

*I will be the gladdest thing/Under the sun!/I will touch a hundred flowers/And not pick one”-Edna St. Vincent Millay, Afternoon on a Hill

 

4 thoughts on “Daily Diversion #38: The Gladdest Thing Under the Sun*

    • Thanks! Of course, I have no idea what flower those red dots are…

      Yes, rust on vehicles is bad, bad, bad! I think it is really interesting on other objects, though.

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