The days are getting grey and the temperatures are dropping in New York, but the planters in the parking lot of the Empty Hand Zen Center are still producing a profusion of colorful blossoms. [NOTE: I shot this two days ago].
"Yet, though all of this is so, flowers fall when we cling to them and weeds grow whether we like it or not"
-Dogen Zenji (1200-1235)
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