When I get bored of my own back garden, I can (as long as I'm shopping for necessities) go and spot out gardens from socially distanced queues. Here's one I found queuing for the Farmer's Market:
That little flash of green up there on the roof of Tesco's backside delivery port represents a tree seed of some kind (maybe Bog Myrtle?) that has found enough of a slurry of dirt and road dust in that loading canopy to put down a fat root or two. As you can see, whatever's going on up top hasn't impacted on the electrics yet. I suspect there may be more greenery in that elevated planter, but there's nowhere public you could look down into that.
Here's a Tesco's of a different colour:
The Megatescos up by the ring road has significant planting; low shrubs, car-park trees and wild edges, where there are narrow dirty creeks and semi-wildflowers, like these spanglish bluebells. The slight hollow in the woodchips is almost reminiscent of a nest, though what bird would drop itself here? The long queue snakes up the edge of the car-park, past recruitment and warning signs, guided by crash barriers.
Looking the other way from the bread queue, smart modern gated student accommodation boasts a little spiky defensive planting,some organic-looking decorations and a basic green roof on the bike shed, covered with sparse sedum red with stress. This was as good a view as I could get, tethered to my place in the queue, arms outstretched above me, try to see a roof too high and out of view. Narrow view points, bare glimpses of green.
That little flash of green up there on the roof of Tesco's backside delivery port represents a tree seed of some kind (maybe Bog Myrtle?) that has found enough of a slurry of dirt and road dust in that loading canopy to put down a fat root or two. As you can see, whatever's going on up top hasn't impacted on the electrics yet. I suspect there may be more greenery in that elevated planter, but there's nowhere public you could look down into that.
Here's a Tesco's of a different colour:
The Megatescos up by the ring road has significant planting; low shrubs, car-park trees and wild edges, where there are narrow dirty creeks and semi-wildflowers, like these spanglish bluebells. The slight hollow in the woodchips is almost reminiscent of a nest, though what bird would drop itself here? The long queue snakes up the edge of the car-park, past recruitment and warning signs, guided by crash barriers.
Looking the other way from the bread queue, smart modern gated student accommodation boasts a little spiky defensive planting,some organic-looking decorations and a basic green roof on the bike shed, covered with sparse sedum red with stress. This was as good a view as I could get, tethered to my place in the queue, arms outstretched above me, try to see a roof too high and out of view. Narrow view points, bare glimpses of green.
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