There is a lovely Pocket Park across the street from where we live that neighbours maintain.  Twenty years ago there were thirty people coming out each week. In the last year since I joined the group there have been only five of us. We have formed a lovely friendship that crosses age and professional divides. This hosta is a gift from one of my community garden friends. I planted it last week and already it has grown twice it’s original size. It’s like friendship. Sometimes it takes years to call someone a friend and other times it takes one short summer of working on a community garden.