Reminds me of walking home after a really bad day at work. Doesn’t happen too often now, but the tension and the scowls at fiddling grass between sidewalk cracks get pretty intense.
In my neck of the woods, those bold little sprouts are starting to stick their necks out. After this winter, I say “concrete be damned. Let’s have spring!”
Reminds me of walking home after a really bad day at work. Doesn’t happen too often now, but the tension and the scowls at fiddling grass between sidewalk cracks get pretty intense.
In my neck of the woods, those bold little sprouts are starting to stick their necks out. After this winter, I say “concrete be damned. Let’s have spring!”
Very striking. Captures the image of the grass pushing up through the cracks perfectly. Gives the grass a sense of power over the pavement ..
It’s a bit scary how quickly nature reclaims our little structures, isn’t it. With the exclusion zones around Fukushima it’s very evident.
perfection~
You are awfully kind to say so. Thank you,
m(_ _)m
AB