After a struggle that lasted eight years, our neighborhood has a new pocket park...it's a tiny bit of land on the edge of the lush canyon above. It was an overgrown mess for years, with homeless folks living in it. Eight years ago, a bunch of us cleared it out of weeds...and then the weeds grew back while the city debated the design/tried to find money/etc. And it was cleared of weeds again. And it all grew back, again. 
But several tenacious folks kept at it, didn't give up, and lo and behold: a nice place to rest, sit on the park bench and enjoy the view. Above, the ribbon cutting by a bunch of people, only some of whom actually had anything to do with the park's realization (everyone was invited up, to be fair...)
3 comments:
Oh, that dog should be the mayor of the town. Can't you picture him dressed up in fancy mayoral garb?
Good for those people who kept after it and good for you to help with weeds!! Saving even a little land is wonderful!
How nice to have a little park nearby!
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