city gardening

I returned from sunny South Africa and it’s plethora of flowers itching to do some gardening. The weather here was obligingly mild, so I put my front garden plans into effect. We have a ledge beneath our bedroom windows. It exists because the upper floors of all of the buildings on our street are recessed from the ground floor about three feet. It’s not a balcony really, just a deep ledge. The back garden consists of flower pots on deep window sills. I guess this is city gardening. The realtor in the business beneath us smiled encouragement each time I passed him on my way in and out of the flat to the back of the buildings where I had soil and pots stashed by our trash bins. We now have a row of lavender that will bloom all summer and can be trimmed like a hedge, bordered with rhododendron, fuchsia, and finally a lemon scented evergreen at both ends of the row. Now when we look out the bedroom windows, we see green instead of tar and roofing material. I’ve also got some pots with tulips from our last trip to Amsterdam and two pots with geraniums from the summer that should have died months ago. I don’t have the heart to kill them, so they sit out of favor in the corner. One has flowers on it! Last week, winter finally arrived as the photo shows. We woke to a winter wonderland that seldom occurs in London. The plants are fine, and the geranium has another bloom on it.