Several times during the last week I needed to go downtown on a short errand. My route took me past a row of beautiful purple flowers edging the street. As luck would have it I had left home without my camera for such a short trip. So yesterday I found myself needing to return downtown and made sure to grab my camera.
I stopped intending to only photograph these wonderful flowers.
Then I noticed the mailbox was sitting on an old cistern pump and snapped away.
That made me curious about what else I might find.
unpaved drive left in town.
I had barely taken two steps when a robin flew in front of me
and landed on the neighbors fence with a big fat grub.
As I walked down the driveway I realized that this yard was like a forest of plants with small trails meandering though the overgrowth. The owner certainly had no need for a lawnmower. I could also tell that someone was tending this dense garden because there were twigs, cut plants and pulled weeds laying in a pile on the path that led to the front door. Plus, these cute little statues and flags were visitable throughout the garden.
I finally found a spot where I could get a peek of the house beyond. But, when I got up closer I realized that the person who lives here must survive on a small budget (and possibly be reclusive ) because the house was in a sad state of repair. Most of the front I could see was covered with plastic sheeting to keep out the wet and cold and the garage at the end of the drive was listing a bit to one side. I decided I'd better head back to the street for fear of alerting someone to my presence who might be unhappy about having company.
Linking to Sundays in my city.