Vallejo between Montgomery and Kearny is too steep for cars, so it has stairs instead of street. And, guess what, you guys? The stairs have been planted.
My office is about 6 blocks south of here, and I frequently pass this way at lunch.
Today I brought my camera.
Would be great to have a big hydrangea garden, for cuttings. (Unless you're Madonna, of course. She absolutely loathes hydrangeas.)
Maybe she's in to succulents. Succulents are the hip thing now.
I'm just more in to flowers.
Oh, hey. Those leafy gray spikes on the left? Echium wildprettii. It seemed like the it-plant while I was in grad school. I saw it everywhere. It was the it-plant in my garden back in spring 2008.
Anyway, check this out:
There's at least 3 volunteers in that little clump. I wonder how that's going to work out!
The view near the top of the garden.
Cool, overcast, and breezy today. But I'm sweating like a dog climbing all these hills and stairs.
No, dogs sweat with their tongues. "Their tongue"? No, I wasn't sweating like that. I was sweating like a horse.
The older I get, the more I sweat.
I'm not in to it at all.
Looks like you missed your chance to buy this fixer-upper...
Could you live in a house without a street in front of it? Or, do you already?
Anyway, I need to wrap this up.
Time to get back to work.
(No, I do not work at the Federal Reserve.)