
The Petrea Photobomb
Spring has been lazy this year. It is mid-Feb, and the mornings are still cool, and it wants you to stay tucked in bed. The birds are awake, though. The nearby Raintree chirps with parakeets that devour the sweet fruit. A construction site in the back lane starts work at six, disturbing the morning peace. I drag myself out of bed, make some coffee and walk into the garden. The dry leaves from Pongamia and mast trees rustle with the cool breeze. The dust from the construction