While  working in the Seattle neighborhood of Leschi I walked around an abandoned corner lot. There was broken-down house on it that was boarded up and fenced in. As I walked by the lot I noticed a few things that set me in a dreamy mood. Lining the chain link fence were several rose bushes blooming in bold pink. Growing in a rock ravaged pile  were several globe artichoke plants, towering and in bloom. As I continued in awe down the sidewalk a sweet musky fragrance wafted my way. I looked up on the big soft leaves of a fig tree, full of fruit–some had let go already and become a pink smear underfoot. It was such a lovely juxtaposition to witness. Since then I’ve noticed fruit laden shrubs spilling on to the sidewalk in the central district–salmonberries, gooseberries, white red and purple. several fiery shades of plums and the purple kind that are pastel purple and blue. I passed by thick downy plots of borage in full bloom–which I haven’t seen along the sidewalk here before. Calendula abounds as well as Himalayan blackberry. I was touched when I passed a home that had obviously cultivated their  curbside patch of blackberries– allowing them to  grow tall and thick in a 2×4 ft area– enough to hang over the sidewalk as an offering for the tempted passerby. Another abandoned home  had apples spilling onto the roof -layers lying in the grass– tiny yellow plums mottled the sidewalk and exuded a intensely tart and balmy aroma. This time of year is all about the bursting of fruits and flowers and smells and color — a sensual abundance overload-soak it up!