Triumph of Civil Society

The triumph of tree huggers of the world over tree haters of the world - in this little Yorkvillean corner of the world, anyway.

Mystery seedling - a volunteer in one of the planters.  Evicted, but I am a softie landlord - not without a substitute home.

A revision of yesterday's tally is called for - a wholly different tally, actually.  Tree Huggers - 10+; Tree Haters - 1.  The empirical evidence was momentarily drowned out by yesterday's shrieking Karen, but the fact is Yorkville tree huggers outnumber Yorkville tree haters by a wide margin.  And that is so reassuring. 

I set out to try again today to find more loving homes for the mystery seedlings. I found some spaces on 83rd closer to York. And there I met my neighbor who had taken it upon himself to plant the bed in the ramp/stairs leading to the Esplanade at 82nd. 

Work of a fellow guerrilla gardener at 82nd Street entrance to the Esplanade.

I had thought the City had landscaped that, but no - he just got tired of passing by an empty planting bed each time and decided to plant it, to add the flowers and foliage that I have passed by and admired and enjoyed often.  A kindred spirit picking up where the City falls short. And the super of the buildings encouraged me and promised to water.

And checking back on the hibiscus fraternal twins, a mystery neighbor had added protective brick rings to bolster my loose circle of stem cuttings at the base. Sleeper cell guerrilla gardeners.

Kindness of strangers - sleeper cell guerrilla gardeners - who provided the protective brick rings.

Over the two days, at least ten supportive neighbors - some who offered to come by and water, who offered thanks, encouraging words.  So the tree huggers prevail over the tree haters here in Yorkville!  As it should be.  Order restored to the universe.