Zitronen
Charentais-Melone
Peperoni
Käse
Wilde Trauben
Cherimoya
Melone
Grüner Spargel
Kartoffeln
Radicchio Salat
Salat
Avocado
Wilde Orangen
Rinderfilet
Büffelmozzarella
Granatäpfelkerne
Salami
Pilze
Eier
Grüne Trauben
Wilde Erdbeeren
Hokkaido
Gurkenfall
Drei Artischocken
Paprika
Artischocken
Gurken
Granatäpfel
Florentiner
Petersilie
Drei Cherimoya
Erdbeeren
Orangen
Grüne Trauben
Tomaten
Fünf Cherimoya
Himbeertarte
Aprikosen
Butter
Kiwis
Artischocke
Bouletten
Banane
Ananas
Melonenkugel
Pferdeäpfel
Granatäpfelstrauß
Blaue Trauben
Our neighbour pays the children 1 cent head money per bloom. Why?
So you don’t turn into a puffball. But why is this not allowed?
Dandelion, you excess of fruitfulness, 5000 seeds gliding out every year, surpassing 100 metres. Enemy of the lay gardener. You spread across the beds, dodging the blade again and again.
Puffball, you are the child star in the springtime. Only grown-ups revile you.
I too have cut you down, but only to protect your splendour. The wind is getting stronger;
I take my gift into the house.
Gardener’s luck!