Sunday, June 8, 2014
Someone tending plants at Dunsmuir Gardens in Blackie Spit Park must have left them behind.
They stood tall on a spot of sun as if in a puddle. The community garden plots surrounded by a wildlife refuge were bare last time I walked there.
But now even the entranceway sign was choked with plants and hardly recognizable.
Do you make wishes at wells? A wish (even at a waterless well) seeps a ray of hope into cloudless days and days when you need galoshes.
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