The Garden Hose

Today was over 115 degrees F, at times up to 121. It was so bright I had difficulty seeing what was in front of me. Still, in the garden, there were quiet, cooler green spaces where a breeze and some shade made a difference. These gardens present as natural dioramas, carefully planted to signal random growth and development….but there is nothing natural about them. You still feel the hidden hand behind the scene. And occasionally, when a water pipe, hose, or small sign enters the Fram you realize things are not as they appear.

The Monument Without a Purpose

Looking out over the Pacific, the monument has nothing to say. People get off the road, park and walk by to see the ocean, but ignore the obvious.

The Old Pool at the Bottom of the Hill

The old pool at the bottom of the hill, at the edge of the urban woodland in Montreal, Canada.

The Window Garden

The window green, early in the morning.

A Garden at the Edge of the Ravine.

The ravine is deep, and green most of the year, with a stream flowing through it. It winds through the residential areas of Burnaby, British Columbia. While lush and green are fooling you. Like so many of these small “natural” walkways through the city underneath is its real purpose. There is both a sewage and a high-pressure gas line. The walkway has scattered warnings about its true dangerous nature. On a quiet day, you can stand still and hear the gas flowing, and the sludge. It’s rather disheartening.