This almost radioactively green tree popped up on Hayden Place, Surry Hills.

It’s winter, so an obvious time for a small but well proportioned green tree to appear on the street. The colour and consistency of the colour, as well as the shape, suggests a mushroom cloud, too. So not just winter, but a nuclear winter.

Back to work, and at least on this Liverpool Street downpipe, it’s back to meetings with suits and briefcases.

It’s that time of year, I guess. Darlinghurst isn’t too corporate, but when people are stepping out about now, it’s for meetings not parties.

Those grandiose guerrilla gardeners are one thing, but I have a lot of love for the other end of the spectrum.

Walking past the newsagent on Victoria Street, I did a double take when I spied this little garden.

It’s not necessarily there for posterity. But it’s beautiful.

More, please.