gardening

  • In a green shade

    I am sitting on a bench facing the giant trunks of two tall trees twice my age – a Norway spruce and a Ginkgo. The Norway spruce, native as far south as the Italian Alps, was called picea excelsa (very… Continue reading

    In a green shade
  • On a train and the Lucca wall

    On a passenger train, the living things passing by can strike you with a poignancy like nothing else. A child on a bike, that geranium on a window sill, green hills in April cloud shadows. Their brief appearances, and disappearance,… Continue reading

    On a train and the Lucca wall