Thursday, 21 August 2008
I wish I had a garden...
These pot plants were found beside the verandah of an apartment block built on an extremely noisy and dusty main road in an industrial zone, but the owner must be thankful that the flat does not face the street; despite this, the back yard of the verandah is located among a steel scrapyard, not the nicest of places to live, obviously.
The owner of the pot plants must have great affection for nature and living organisms. Maybe nature in its wild form is difficult to access for them, maybe they were born in a village, maybe they just love the colours of nature in their purest form. Whatever it is, I felt the owner's presence in this topsy turvy mix of living objects, imagining someone sitting outside in the cool evening breeze when the industrial complex has closed down after the day's business, nurturing the plants and enjoying their lot.