the lovely bank of alexanders on a slice of waste ground on Cable Street that appeared on my banner and my dismay when they were all cut down. Well, guess what. On that scrubby debris, a whole bank of violets has appeared growing amid vetches and grasses and sticky bud.
flowerful in this case. There is alkanet too among the rubble, thriving in the limey soil.
the peeping fig has disappeared, just like the bike. But good things happen too.