People still live in some of these apartments, in the midst of the reconstruction work, another floor being added on top of these buildings from the late sixties. Other apartments look empty, or as if they're used as construction storage. And there's a stage when all flats in a section are emptied, a little later replaced with new tenants. Social restructuring going on.
Here I keep finding potted plants thrown out - though not rooted, like the False Shamrock, so I shan't count them. When I find parsley and basil, still alive, it is tempting, though. And I think of the lentils that I never put up, last year: also not rooted, though it looked like they were, at first. And before I had made up my mind they were taken by a last bout of frost.