Strolling in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden is always a joy - one of the many things that make me happy to be back on the block. To think I can walk there from home - how lucky is that? (It wasn't something I paid any attention to when I had the chance to move to Prospect Heights eight years ago from Australia.)
Late summer is of course when the lilies bloom and the echinaceas beam. But I was struck today by the blossom-like patches of tiny petals fallen from this blooming tree; they're caught by invisible spider webs, suspended like galaxies above the green below, so evenly spread across the ivy that it looks like design.
