city gardening returns
One of the last things I moved from my old apartment were my fire escape pots.
The delay was in part because my previous landlord tried to steal the pots for himself ... which was less than cute. But now they are back in my possession and where they belong. I have grand visions of another productive gardening summer that consist of tomatoes, basil and mint. There are few things that feel as productive or satisfying as ripping some basil from the fire escape ... and turning it into pesto.
The pots currently overlook the street... and a cute little Italian place that exists right out my window. Something about all that seems rather perfect.
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