The magnolia tree in the below photo had a tyre swing. Around the corner from this was a glorious, huge runner bean draping itself over the neighbours fence. The oranges were hard to collect, often they would be picked before they were ripe. This was a real threat from the forager. One would leave fruit to be ripen a little longer, only to have them take by another.
Another well trod foragers haunt. The Avon loop as it was called is abundant land full of old fruit trees that had been well tended by the residents.
The land now floods during winter, potentially this meant a high water table offering good moisture to these trees.
In this part of the red zone, there are small grooves of native trees that are now ring fenced. These sites are so we can observe how nature regenerates itself.
Just one of the many foraging escapades Raya and I embarked on. It was a time of great abundance, where we could eat for days from the takings. The meals were limited in their diversity with mostly leafy greens and potatoes - but yum yum yum! Those concrete pots are still in my collection and filled with succulents found on these foraging trips.