It's interesting when something is left to grow wild. And one goes back years later. Does that something become hideous? Or does that something become beautiful.
I don't think I have ever had this experience. So I really wouldn't know.
This photograph was taken in
High Line Park where this did, indeed, happen. But it was taken back from the wild, and it became manicured wild. Does that mean the wild wasn't beautiful enough for the average human. Or did the city merely get a good idea from nature?
"Thanks, Nature. That looks nice, but we'll take it from here," they said.
Nature's pissed.
Nature was doing fine on its own.
Nature liked how things were shaping up down there--how things were coming together on their own.
Or perhaps Nature was trying to make a point.
And Nature always wins.
In the end.
