66 Square Feet: NYC Wildflower Week

Monday, May 16, 2011

NYC Wildflower Week

Wildflower week is over, officially, but the flowers carry on. Keep your eyes peeled, wherever you are. They may be closer than you think.

7 comments:

Paul W said...: Beautiful pictures! I think the white, star-shaped one with the question mark for a name is Ornithogalum umbellatum.; May 16, 2011 10:11 AM
Marie said...: Thanks, Paul! Wow, Ornithogalum, it seems such a South African genus. And I see it is an escapee. I'll change the label!; May 16, 2011 11:24 AM
Anne said...: Absolutely beautiful!

I don't know how many times I've watched the slide show!; May 16, 2011 2:35 PM
dinahmow said...: I wish my "wild weeds" looked as pretty!; May 16, 2011 5:02 PM
dinahmow said...: I wish my "wild weeds" looked as pretty!; May 16, 2011 5:02 PM
Hen said...: So beautiful and delicate - I have to compare with African wild flowers!
But we have plenty of the delicate as well. Superb pictures; May 17, 2011 1:40 AM
frank@nycg said...: It seems you got them all. Except for the wild weeds! (except for the one);); May 17, 2011 7:42 AM

Manifesto

What is 66 Square Feet About?

It's about gardening in tight spaces. It's about how to live with a man and a cat in a tiny apartment with a tiny terrace. It's about photos, and friends, and inspiration and blackspot on the roses. It's about food and cooking over an open flame. It's about wine. And water. And watering...And picnics. It's about seasons without and within. It's about New York, and about South Africa. It's about where I go, and what I come back to: a terrace twelve-and-three-quarters by five-and-a-quarter feet wide.

Afterwards in the street, she looks around the neighborhood. "Yes, it is certified now."

She refers to a phenomenon of moviegoing which I have called certification. Nowadays when a person lives somewhere, in a neighborhood, the place is not certified for him. More than likely he will live there sadly and the emptiness which is inside him will expand until it evacuates the entire neighborhood. But if he sees a movie which shows his very neighborhood, it becomes possible for him to live, for a time at least, as a person who is Somewhere and not Anywhere."

The Moviegoer, Walker Percy

"Die kierie kom uit Indonisie, gesny van 'n tak wat van jongs af omslinger was deur a wildevy se rank. Hulle het saam grootgeword, en die rank het sy spoor op die tak gelos. Daarom is die slinger ook oneweredig, en hier,"se hy, "by die punt van die kierie moes daar iets gebeur het - die slinger en die tak het inmekaar gevleg en 'n knoop gemaak. Die natuur het die kierie so gemaak."

"n Kieriemaker sou dit eweredig gedoen het," se ek.

"My kind," se meneer Boje, "vermy die reguit lyn."

Petra Muller, Koendoes