Today, Saturday, April 18, the Brooklyn Botanic Garden is in full bloom, behind the gate, tulips in their flower bed, in a tidy row, and the cherry blossoms looming overhead, oblivious of the death and destruction outside, on the city streets.
We cannot go in, but we can still peer through the bars, from the safety of our car, the windows tightly shut, our masks tightly tied.
Remember what it was like last year, the crowds, the Japanese performances, the food?
Someday, we hope, this will be over, and we can return. Until then, we hope the trees and flowers are enjoying the peace and quiet.