Phenology of People’s Park
Come Spring, when the landscape unfolds in joyless, tattered, soggy and down-trodden greys and browns, I search for the shine of soft, silvery pussy willows. Usually, I have no luck. Last year I received a beautiful bouquet of plump pussy willows, male flower catkins, encased in soft grey “fur.” Soon, the woody stems were sprouting […]
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