Arrived at the library an hour before it opened, so went for a walk, camera in hand. I often do this and then don’t get around to posting the pictures.
This is Zocalo, a small inner-city home decor shop and garden centre in Little Italy. I bought the shiny black pan I call an alpine trough here. And a bunch of pots. I bought my cherry tree here. My red-leaf sand cherry (shrub). My Gentiana acaulis came from here. And a Siberian iris….
This is the view of the courtyard from the backyard looking through the potting shed.
The fellow in the blue cap is coming to assist the lady with the pink umbrella. Earlier, he came up to me, rather quickly, and I felt I may have been profiled, not as somebody who would steal but as somebody who would curl up behind the barrel planters and spend the night. I had been going to the library — a quick in and out and then back home — and had left home in my gardening clothes. I was knee-stained and grimy. Zocalo is the inner-city garden centre for people who put on clean clothes to go shopping.
Get your pots here.
The tomato for $3 is ‘Cherokee Purple,’ one that I bought in a flat of 12 for $1 at the neighbourhood elementary school a few days earlier. (Smug.)
Here are a couple of hell strips planted up by the adjacent residents. Both are wild-looking or naturalistic (true “low-maintenance” gardening) and continue the planting style from the residential property. Very impressive. I’d like to get violets to grow in the grass on my hell strip, maybe a few cowslips, but that’s probably as far as I’d go.
Home again. Here is the Gentiana acaulis (stemless gentian) I bought at Zocalo. It is spreading well and looks healthy, though not putting out a great many flowers.