If Miss Havisham, in Charles Dickens' Great Expectations, would make a catalog of neglected gardens in Los Angeles, she may have a hard time making that, not because many would qualify, but because she might not prefer to use Excel, or other qualified software to collate that long list; she'd probably prefer Victorian Era collating methods.
The garden, in this picture, might not necessarily qualify as a neglected garden, to her, because there's still life in it, still saturated with green. On the other hand, it's possible she'd put this somewhere on the top of her list, particularly because of the one flower visible here, still red, but appears withering out of its color. It's a fitting representation of Miss Havisham's interior life, disintegrating, expanding under shadows of great expectations once nurtured in love.
The garden, in this picture, might not necessarily qualify as a neglected garden, to her, because there's still life in it, still saturated with green. On the other hand, it's possible she'd put this somewhere on the top of her list, particularly because of the one flower visible here, still red, but appears withering out of its color. It's a fitting representation of Miss Havisham's interior life, disintegrating, expanding under shadows of great expectations once nurtured in love.
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