Another glimpse of of the new abode buried into a hillside and camouflaged in greenery.
Peaches, cherries, pears, blueberries, and fig.
Refugees from the old beach road. They are all planted now.
I have moved from the garden by the sea to a garden in the woods not far from the sea. It's another hobbit-like house built into a hill with a half acre of cleared land for gardens and a forest of brambles. There are wild berries and herbs hiding in there somewhere and I'll find ...