Rockefeller / MLK Drive is as beautiful a place to enjoy nature - these days, fall colors - as any place on Earth that has been touched by man.  As I've been thinking about the Native Americans of this land, and Indians of India and America, and the current hostility in this county of past invaders against all others who want to live here too, I was drawn to the Indian Cultural Garden, today, and it was spectacular (full size image here).

I stood there alone, in one of the world's most beautiful places, as commuting suburbanites whizzzed by, and I thought of the last photos I took near here, of the demolition of historic apartment buildings on East Boulevard, that were part of this park's historic fabric and culture, quietly demolished for parking lots, for the whizzzzzing commuters (Full size images: above and below).

And I thought about the time I photo'd the gardens before that, when they flooded because so many incompetent "planners" and self-obsessed "developers" did poorly planned things like was done on East Boulevard... God bless America

It is hard to find fleeting moments of beauty, in such disturbing times, but it is worth the try, even in floods... (see the beauty, above and below):

In six months or so we'll again see this, even if only for a day, as with April 3, this year, below. Until then, back to the nonviolent nonresistance.

"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall — think of it, always." - Gandhi