Mark and I went and liberated some bricks at the other end of the parking lot on Commerce...and I built a border, and filled it with a blend of chicken shit, compost and dirt...plus the dirt that had blown in to this little space from years and years ago.
It's the remnants of a parking strip, at the entrance of a building that was torn down...I don't know exactly how long ago...about 25 years at least. So, a small maple had rooted in the 3" deep soil, a few butterfly bushes, some blackberries, and those ferns that are all connected to each other trailing off to whereever they want to pop up...
I planted nasturtium seeds....maybe a bit late for them frosty-wise, but we'll see. 70+ narcissus bulbs...a few pansies, a few johnny-jump-ups, and 4 winter kale. I tossed some alyssum seeds over the dirt...I'll still add in some dusty miller...
If it's still here...if it isn't destroyed by vandals or the City of Tacoma (replacing the sidewalks for the rich yuppies)...I'll add primroses as soon as they become available...
Glen added a broken china Little Colonel...he's headless and has only one arm. I think he's just fine....a wounded veteran...spending his last days at Tressies Vets Home............ just like where I grew up.....
this is what I do...Make Chicken Soup...out of Chicken Shit.
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I love this Mom. Guerilla gardens.
just monkeying around....
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