From a piece of the abandoned fence at the former Yoga Center. (See The Yoga Center and Life at the Old Yoga Center.) The right combination of sun and warmth after a good rain forced this fence to bloom and get ready to bloom and bloom again. It wasn’t something they could dig up and replant, so they left it, along with the makeshift fence. It’s not visible from the street, you have to walk down the driveway of the neighboring property and peer over trash cans. But there it is. And that’s what matters. The people have left the building, but the spirit, to some extent, remains. Namaste.