Friday, March 26, 2010
This corner of Golden Gate Park (where I regularly wait for the bus on weekday afternoons) is running riot now that long sunny days have pretty well taken over from short rainy ones. Grasses and blackberry canes and lupin and dandelions are struggling upward in a dense tangled mass. I'd expect a gardener to come along and weed-whacker them down again, except that the city of San Francisco is cutting jobs and hours all over the place – which doesn't only mean there are fewer workers. It also means that the workers who remain tend to be seriously demoralized and less productive.
My second example of fecundity is a palm tree planted along 16th Street in the Mission. Suddenly out of its smooth trunk it puts forth this fantastically dramatic blossom. Or cascade of blossoms, swaying in the breeze and attracting bees and hummingbirds.