This stand of tulips comes back every year in all its glory among the ever- evolving junk. The yard immediately behind it used to be extremely well-groomed six years ago when we got here. Now it is a forest of saplings. The house that goes with the yard in the very back (where you see the broom) has just been beautifully restored and I am sure the yard will soon be very pretty as well.

The chives are my windowbox. You can't see the yard right next to mine because the yards are terraced and the terrain drops down a retaining wall. It is totally bare anyway. Pesticides!

It is incomprehensible to me how some people just don't appreciate at all having a backyard in Manhattan.  1:04:28 PM