When ever I see a flower or enter a garden, I feel (to echo Michael Pollan's words*) as if I have entered a privileged space, a space that is reverberant with life. And what is a garden without critters? Do not the two go hand-in-hand exponentially multiplying that reverberant life?
* Michael Pollan, Second Nature: A Gardener's Education]
Iconic Black Series
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