Raspberries in the lane fruiting wildly under the sun I have my eye on them but I suspect the children will have them it makes me happy that someone had the foresight to plant out this public space curing the neighborhood of drab fences and grass strips
last week we planted hibiscus their flowers are ephemeral but so patently joyful I hope they survive the cool winter its marginal to grow them here better somewhere warmer but we will see winter being far off cast the blues away!
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Posted: Jan 8
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This week I discovered some guerilla gardening in an alley near my house, quite a joy...
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The local birds will probably rob the fruit.
Mick.