The little front gardens of the five other houses on this little strip of terrace overlooking the river are all perfectly respectable, mine is not - and it's maybe only 20' by 15'. It's a bit of a state, in fact. So today I went and got 200 plant bulbs and found a cannister of wild flower seeds they do. So, unless I muck it up (quite likely) this little space could end up being fairly awesometacular. As for the cannister thing - last summer riding home (to the previous address) I used to cycle past a courtyard where someone must have sprinkled a similar container of these wild flower seeds around the base of a tree and they were absolutely one of the brilliantest best things about last year, or any other year. They were unequivocably a wonderful thing, in a total kind of way, and there's not many things in life that are like that. Most amazing things are a mixed bag (part joy, part despair), but wild flowers, no, they are simply the world giving one of its bes