Sunflower

This sunflower graces a corner of the Lettered Streets' Gossage Garden, no doubt brightening the spirits of many who pass by. According to the Victorian "language of flowers" I recently referred to in my recent daisy post, the sunflower sends a message of pure and lofty thoughts. I had no idea sunflowers had any aspiration beyond being pretty and providing really yummy seeds.

Flower Girl

This woman-- consisting of plants, soil, wire, and some eclectic fashion choices-- greet the cars at the intersection of Cornwall and F Street.

Winter Warmth

The pile of firewood sits untouched
like a lonely game of pick-up-sticks,
and the windows are open
to let in the warm breeze.
It is fifty-seven degrees.

Are we sure this is January?