9 June 2012

Where the wild things grow

Great South Avenue can be quite dull. It is too straight and too clean, especially when the mowers have been allowed to wreak their carnage on the wild flowers and grasses that dare to grow anywhere near the pristine path.

But just before the mowers come the borders are resplendent in their wildness and, just for a moment, everything is right with the world.

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