After the dead of winter, there is a section of the Botanical Gardens that awakens and lets forth small crocuses, yellow daffodil blooms, and the pink petals of the magnolia tree. In the midst of that section is a corridor of cherry blossom. I like to go there and sit and think in the flowerbeds.
“During the summer, I set up
a throne and a luxurious bed
amidst rose trees on the mountain
of myrrh and the hill of frankincense ”
