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So I was standing on the eastbound platform at the Hampstead Overground rail station, and felt an urge to walk along to the far end. I can't say why, I just wanted to, and so I did. And then I saw that there's a small garden. I thought, "that's cool!" Then I saw a sign outside that reads, "water me!" I was thinking to myself, "what?"
I kept looking at the garden some more, and saw another sign, and it read, "feel free to pick our produce." Again, I thought, "what?"
There was yet another sign, reading "Energy Garden." It's not explained at all but it made sense: you give your energy to this garden, and then you get something back. I found a door, more like a sliding gate-type thing, on the side of the platform.
Wondered, "is this open? I'll try." Pulling the lock, it opened, so I went in and started looking around. It's just a tiny garden, but with some nice looking plants growing in raised beds and boxes. Some of the plants looked a bit sadder, so I walked over to prop them up, push the soil down, and remove some rocks. Then I noticed a watering can, and that the soil in a few of the boxes looked dry. So I gave some of the plants a little water. I found a big rain barrel collecting water and refilled the watering can from it.
As I worked, I found a beautiful red potato lying in the soil near its parent plant. "Ooh," I thought, grabbing it and putting it in my backpack. Near some herbs, "ooh!" I thought again, seeing that nobody had been tending the basil. I severed the top leaves and put them in my backpack too (this forces the plant to branch at the pinch site, encouraging lateral growth). "Ooh" again--mint was growing thickly in one box so I plucked out a stem by the roots to take home and grow in water on my windowsill (where it's thriving now).
After tending to another few plants, my train arrived, I boarded, and rode away. What a magical little find.