An unremarkable corner: a table of plants, an old rotten gate - and the whole conundrum that's the back yard, which may or may not be redeveloped in the near future ... the structural company who should be doing the work doesn't seem to have filed our plans with the city; the assigned project manager seems to have left for another firm; and the guy we've been dealing with doesn't reply to our emails. So we don't know, and this is all turning into the kind of nightmare with which one would rather not be dealing. Maybe we'll go silent on it, too, and hope that the current collapsing terrace doesn't actually fall down in the next - oh, let's say ten years. Meanwhile, the spider plants and geraniums and plenty of other bits of greenery seem to flourish quite happily.
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