Once upon a time in the east...
...it was high tide at Dead Horse Bay.
The bottle trees were in bloom.
And the sea green glass guarded the sand.
But the bayberry always hedges the bay...
...and green juniper waits in the wings.
Lamb's quarters...
...and wild lettuce flourish in obscurity.
And the most flavorful herbs of summer commune in plain sight.
These are the edges of the largest city in the USA.
Where you will meet no one else.
Because they do not understand that it is there.
Join me for a walk and picnic this Sunday (at low tide!):
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