The roots of (modern) urban gardening can be traced to the Liz Christy Garden on New York's Lower East Side. (Some good 70's photos of urban hippies getting their hands dirty). When I visited, the cherry blossoms were going off.
A couple of weeks ago, Mara and Jonathan and I went to the Frick, where we saw this painting by Duccio. It's called "The Temptation of Christ on the Mountain," but I vastly prefer Jonthan's title (hint: it's the subject of this post). Incidentally, how great is the Frick? Ghostly Whistlers, multiple Vermeers, "St. Francis in the Desert," an excellent sculpture of a dead bird (was it a bird?). One might say: Frickin awesome.