I love walking around my local neighbourhood and discovering all sorts of quirky little gems tucked away on verges, fences and front yards. The kinds of things you miss when travelling by car because you’re driving too fast to spot them.
Here are a few of the local treasures I’ve stumbled across on my perambulations.
A garage with a green roof. (The neighbouring roof was also rather green – covered with moss and lichen!)
I thought these were baby pears, but when I went back later to check on the fruit it was all gone.
Stairs to nowhere
Perhaps most exciting of all, this beauty was parked up in my neighbourhood for weeks.
The caravan was sitting outside a house I’ve privately nicknamed “the urban homestead”. Many mornings on my way work I see hens roaming around the front yard and rabbits nibbling the long grass. It’s a delightful scene, and certainly improves my morning commute. The addition of a gypsy caravan just made the whole scene even more magical.
Not one of the urban homestead’s rabbits. I actually snapped this photo in Beatrix Potter’s garden in the Lakes District – a descendant of Peter Rabbit?
The Green Lips 