I have started to take this beautiful display of plant life for granted, but realized that not every one would know or remember that seven years ago when I first moved in here, this whole space on the creek was nothing more than barren red rock.
There was also an old deck behing the red roses. The only plant life out here was the vines that my neighbors had let grow on the fencing, and my long suffering willow tree, and a few scrabbly oaks pushing up from the rocks. The oaks were tiny, but even they are thriving now.
Everything in this photo has been grown in raised beds or barrels, or some kind of container. Other plants such as arugula seem to love the rock, and they and the poppies reseed freely.
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