Another glorious day.
In the morning we planted potatoes and two tomato plants. One of the tomatoes is called Antarctica and the other Outdoor Pride. New varieties to me. I am amused that someone names a tomato “Antarctica”.
In the afternoon, when the heat of the sun had diminished a little, we went to the Packe Street community garden. It was a small mission getting there, thanks to detours and roadworks.
The garden now has raised beds made from bricks from earthquake damaged buildings.
I liked the strawberry plants (and the self sown potatoes) sharing space in the old tyres.
On this trip to the Packe Street garden I took a proper look at the mosaic path. It has been there for many years but this is the first time I have really looked at it. Gave me some smashing ideas ( sorry, couldn’t resist that!)
This hand written notice gave me a smile. It didn’t prompt me to weed however.
No gallivanting is complete without a rose and a little plant so here they are: a rose that is climbing high into a tree and a little blue flowered weed snuggling under the park bench.
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