My interest in green started with daily observation of an ever growing assortment of vegetation at the Park Department's plant nursery. Each morning when I pass by the greenhouses and staging areas on my walk up Mt. Tabor, I see green, green, and more green.
Thousands of seedlings crowd together waiting for a place to put down roots and flourish. The ocean of new growth dazzles the eye. The sea of green burst forth with the blessing of life, of rebirth.
It is impossible to take in the expanse of green and not feel grateful for life, for roots, for pleasure in simple things.