There are times when you feel like you're the only person in the world. It doesn't happen often in NYC, but last week, on Monday morning, I ventured across the park. I tell my clients that plants take no holidays. Yes, it was Presidents' Day, but what is that to a Ming Aralia?
So I trudged across the park, through slush, over ice, and tended the orchids and the herbs and the jasmine. Peered out the front window and down into the park.
Then bundled up two Cattleya orchids that had finished blooming and tucked them inside my coat for the walk back home. The furnace that is my metabolism kept them warm until we reached the east side.
One last smile, thanks to a Central Park snow sculptor.
No, not that one...this one:
There are times when you feel like you're the only person in the world. It doesn't happen often in NYC, but last week, on Monday morning, I ventured across the park. I tell my clients that plants take no holidays. Yes, it was Presidents' Day, but what is that to a Ming Aralia?
So I trudged across the park, through slush, over ice, and tended the orchids and the herbs and the jasmine. Peered out the front window and down into the park.
Then bundled up two Cattleya orchids that had finished blooming and tucked them inside my coat for the walk back home. The furnace that is my metabolism kept them warm until we reached the east side.
One last smile, thanks to a Central Park snow sculptor.
No, not that one...this one:
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4 comments:
Oh cute, Ellen! I like the little "orchid bulge" in your coat.
great pictures I am learning about NYC as well as plants through your site. You are definitely a dedicated person to go out in the snow.
And your orchids made it home alright? Cute little snow sculpture - and beautiful photos of your city!
I love that snowed-in hush! Thanks for sharing that contemplative winter moment (and the orchid snuggle).
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