Where have all the flowers gone (or rather: Where do all the flowers come from?)

 

I confess the odd time I do like to treat myself to a nice bunch of flowers, just like this, on a Monday or Tuesday maybe. Or of course sometimes they come as an unexpected surprise also.

I always assumed flowers are grown somewhere in a greenhouse down the road, flowers are perishable after all. Continue reading “Where have all the flowers gone (or rather: Where do all the flowers come from?)”

Guerrilla Gardening

So I’ve done it. My experiment of the week to make the world or my community a slightly better place. I’ve gone out into the park close-by, a shopping bag to hide a small garden trowel. I halfway expected people to stop me, to question what I was doing. All the evening time dog walkers and joggers. But nothing happened as I kneeled down at the far side of the park, there where the evening sun lingers the longest and shines against the rough stone wall.

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