From here, there

The bare-branched, flat-roofed view from the terrace in February. It was warm enough to sit out for the first time this week. 

The bare trees will leaf out, and then bloom. The roof...will stay flat. Until it is actually flattened and until a new building rises and eats the view of the trees. I hope the trees make it, when that happens. They are old and imposing and very beautiful. 

From left to right: catalpa (lush white blossoms in early June), then a space. Then a horse chestnut (scented candelabras in May), and another catalpa—a many-branched green mansion where raccoons romp and shout in summer. A space. Then a Chinese scholar tree, whose fruit is besieged by birds, including monk parakeets from the nearby Green-Wood Cemetery colony, through winter. Hidden, out of frame to the right, are an oak and a hackberry.

I repotted some plants and rehomed some adopted shrubs and ramps, transferring them from white plastic buckets to terra cotta. The ramps had already sprouted, three inches below the soil's surface.

Tomorrow will be balmy, on the 1st of March. And then a deep freeze, again. Winter is still here, but things are happening.

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