Tinges of warmth brought the charming (but not unexpected) emergence of crocuses and daffodils, the maturing of the hellebores, perhaps the last glorious days of the witch hazel before they start to wither.
An attempt to find balance, nature, and groundedness in New York City... starting from a container garden on a terrace, high above the streets of Yorkville... during whatever time is left over after days of toiling away as a recovering BigLaw attorney at a BigFin institution.... Welcome to my little terrace in the quintessential urban jungle!
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