today, summer 2009 what is your bowl holding?
a quote from my favorite book, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. this image made me remember this part of the book.
"After Francie had come in and closed the door quietly behind her - the way you are supposed to in a library - she looked quickly at the little golden brown pottery jug which stood at the end of the librarians desk. It was a season indicator. In the fall it had a few sprigs of bittersweet and Christmas time it held holly. She knew spring was coming, even if there was snow on the ground, when she saw pussy willow in the bowl. And today on this summer Saturday of 1912, what was the bowl holding? She moved her eyes slowly up the jug past the thin green stems and little round leaves and saw ... nastriniums! Red, gold, yellow and ivory white. A head pain caught her between the eyes at taking in such a wonderful sight, It was something to be remembered all her life."
i love this quote because it is exactly the thing i would have felt when i was a kid, and even today.
this isn't a library though. it's the sweetest bookstore ever. new and old books interspersed together.
i bought a couple of gardening books. there was an old poultry book that i really loved but it was $20 and i just couldn't break on that price for an old book.
what flowers are in your bowl today?
