Last October, when I first ventured across the street on my weed walks, the goosefoot vegetation was tall enough to look like shrubbery. Among the thriving mugwort, goosefoot and nettles I found a tomato (with a single unripe fruit) and a sturdy black nightshade.

  During the winter I looked expectantly forward to spring season in the Goosefoot Paradise. However, spring and summer became, instead, an on-going saga of weeding.

  The faded beauty and frosty character of many contributions from this S-weed patch, inspired the choice of a scrap of lace to serve as the knot for the path through its seasons.

S-weeds from the Goosefoot Paradise