I notice

the riotous bougainvillea presenting lusty bouquets of fuschia , pink and white

hydrangea, always dressed for a wedding, the sedate beauty of her leaves and petals

roly-poly bugs trekking across the concrete jungle

spiders taking notes while dangling from the corners in my house

my daughter’s attempt to garden in an apartment in the city

how she coaxes tomatoes and sweet peas to grow in buckets on our balcony

with cups of faucet water and faith