Photo Essay: A Horticultural Meditation on Winter
For background on this meditation, go here. You are a tender plant, all soft, green stems and leaves. As the days grow shorter, you send all of the nourishment collected from the summer sun down into your roots, and you prepare to wait. Your leaves yellow and crisp, until the Gardener chops them back. You are sad without your leaves. Then, you realize that they were dead anyway. What had kept you alive no longer…