Tuesday, March 24, 2009


There was a little tree that volunteered at my Dad's house. I surprised him with an identification 'pomegranate', at 7 years old. There was one on the 20th street side of Janelle and Renee's driveway.

That little tree still tries to make it in that gravelly, nearly clay-free soil. A nod to something that is probably blooming right now. There's a metaphor here somehow. From March 24, 2009.

The very next day I spotted another 'wild pomegranate' near the pedestrian bridge at the 5 Mile Recreation Area, 25 miles away. Serendipity.

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