Surprises

We've had some surprises sprouting up here in Brooklyn. Not only have almost all our seeds come up into lovely dollops of seedlings, but there are wildflowers growing into every corner.

First came a rose bush that climbed out of our neighbors backyard and over the fence, spilling wave after wave of delicate pink blossoms at the foot of our garden.

During the brief tide of these unbelievably fragrant flowers I clipped as many of the quickly wilting buds as I could and squirreled them away in our apartment. For two weeks I placed handful after handful of newly opening buds in jars and sat them on any available surface.

There are also shy purple flowers that have shot up in great waterfalls around the back of the garden. They only open their tiny violet faces in the afternoon sun so most days when I trudge home after work I've already missed the daily display.

There's also been some truly unique wildflowers that seems to just march over on their own and settle in just fine by themselves.

Take her for example.
Who is she?
What is she?

All I know is she's the only one of her kind out there and it don't seem like she cares one lick that she's all by her lonesome.

The real stunners in the garden, however, have been these pink wildflowers.

This exuberance of pink is starting to carpet the whole yard. They've grown up to my hips and have even started to spread into the dreaded "pine tree dead zone." They are gorgeous and fast and wild and I will challenge anyone who tries to cut them out.

by: Asia