I walk home from work every night - up from Soho, into the East Village, past many deli's and shops. This one grabbed my attention. They were bold enough to put produce out early, in the cold. I only took one picture. I enhanced the colors and adjusted it here and there but this is how my mind saw it, I promise. Longing for Spring and everything the tilted earth promises, all the fruits the world can bring, angels of frivolity, bring them.