My little road has communal gardens that are looked after by gardeners who work for our 'gardens committee'. It involves a small amount of mowing and tidying each year which costs us each a notional amount; nothing to upset the bank balance.
We have a communal 'front lawn' surrounded by nice shrubs and flowering trees, a small private lawn with high hedges for which we all have a precious key, and other bits of mixed borders in front of the houses. It's all quite pleasant and well-kempt.
Right in front of our bijou faux-Regency house are two apple trees. I think we're the only people who ever take the fruit from them. In recent times we've had a few apples from one of the trees, and I noticed yesterday that there was just one remaining apple on the other. I picked it (below).
People have always said that it's a Bramley, but it ain't. Bramleys mostly fall in late September and have a very distinctive shape, we are now in January and this one apple was still hanging-on. It looks like a Golden Delicious.
Right in front of our bijou house I planted a Black Hamburg grape, and a pair of Globe Artichoke plants. I can't resist growing things that give something back. We have never been in residence at the right season to benefit from either.
I'm not 100% sure, but I think there's a Fox living beneath a very thick shrub just a few metres from our front door. If I was an urban Fox, I'd certainly look at it as a prospective home. Otherwise our local wildlife consists of Seagulls, Pigeons, Crows, Blackbirds, and the occasional Robin, who all enjoy the gardens as much as I do.
Not quite the bucolic environment of our cottage in France, but nice anyway.
p.s. The Apple was awful. Goodness knows what variety it is!