A spot of gardening
On one of my regular routes into town there is a small cut through I like to use which has is a tiny piece of scrubby land with a stream running along the bottom of it. At times people have used it to dump their detritus [flytipping swines😠], so it was a lovely, if mildly puzzlingly, change when I started to spot a few flowers popping up here and there during the summer. I thought perhaps someone had just scattered a packet of seeds in the hopes that they might germinate. Towards the end of last week I then saw two chaps on the far side of the fence. Unable to resist being snouty I asked them if they were the guerilla gardeners who were responsible for the small changes I'd noticed. Indeed they were and so I took the opportunity to thank them in person for all their efforts thus far. Apparently they've got plans to make it even better next year⚘⚘
Good on your gardeners and good on you for noticing and thanking. I hope the fly-tipping swines are discouraged by seeing evidence of love and respect for the place but if so they'll probably just tip their s**t somewhere else.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there must be an explanation of most road names and I wonder who gets to name them? it would be interesting to find out about some of them.
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I totally agree with your sentiment to remember the daily events and interactions. Flowers where people used to toss rubbish is special.
ReplyDeleteMy friend and I 'seed bombed' a patch of scrubland with loads of marigolds a few years ago. We always comment on how pretty they look right through the year. We have big plans for a spot of guerilla gardening next spring.
ReplyDeleteI love everything about this post. The meaning, the tribute to Shandy, the guerrilla gardeners and your well-founded nosyness in finding out what it was all about!
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