"It was here on a tropical island, on ground impoverished by human use and ravaged by a destructive history, that I found a garden that raised questions of a different kind—including what a garden really was, after all, & what I thought I was doing in it." https://t.co/KAxmup9ohg
"The sun travels across the yard. Days progressing toward summer, understanding it will change and keep on changing. That my chair in the sun will soon be a chair in the shade… and then wait a bit… and again in the sun. And yet I expect that my own light will be constant..."