I wish I could say this was a tree in my garden. They are lovely. In someone else's lovely neat garden, & looking so healthy too.
I happened to have it in my bag yesterday, so whipped it out to take these pics. I think the neighbours wondered what I was doing. They surrepticiously came out & pretended to potter about on their front lawns, watching me. It was a little cul-de-sac, & I suppose any stranger would be noticed.
The rain has stopped for the time being. Steam is rising from the ground. Sitting in front of the fan is the only way I can keep sane.
Ben Harper, Gold to Me.