The concrete jungle offers this coda of flowers for a final look back at our time in New York. Beauty can be found in many shapes and forms, but the simple grace of a plant in flower, particularly in the midst of all the asphalt and cityscaping, is a delight. Here are a few blooms we encountered along the way.
When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it’s your world for the moment. I want to give that world to someone else. Most people in the city rush around so, they have no time to look at a flower. I want them to see it whether they want to or not. ~ Georgia O’Keeffe
I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one. ~Â Edna St. Vincent Millay
