Back Wall Patchwork

In the oldest place, some pieces of schist emerge from the concrete, like cakes of granular mica. Hard on the teeth.

The two trees that make a triangle in the back were planted years ago by the former owners, the Rapas. They learned what they knew about espaliers, grapes, roses, and wine-making growing up in the Puglian countryside. We know none of these things. A few years ago the Peach tree fell over, but as the Apricot was tied to it for support, our tree man, the shaggy Wayne who has since moved out of the city, left much of the trunk. We need a new arborist.