Friday, December 16, 2011
Frank gave me iris buds from his side garden on Tuesday, at our last Litter Mob, and last night they started to unfurl their transparent yellow petals. And they have a scent. A very good one. Thin and high and pale and spicy.
And now I head into the South Bronx. I may meet Mimi, and I may meet Dragon.
NYC: Land of irises and dragons.