Note one on England (or at least the parts that I saw): the walls breed flowers. Often, these accidental gardens were much more intriguing than the intentional ones. I was fascinated by the frequency with which greenery sprouted healthily from bricks. I suppose it’s due to the insane amount of wet weather the Brits are blessed with… combined with the fact that they have these lovely little half-walls around their front steps and instead of fences.
I think it’s the contrasting textures that get me… and the fact that the walls must be fairly old to accommodate growth like that. All I know is that it’s not something I hope to recreate, despite the fact that these little wall gardens delighted me immensely.
~S