Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Someone had been walking through my garden, and I'd started to resent it. I put up a sign that said, Please Walk Elsewhere, but by morning someone had put up a countersign that said, Please Plant Elsewhere. We'd reached an impasse. A few weeks later, another sign appeared: Why Not Just Switch Places? That night I covered the sidewalk in potting soil, transfered my plants and shrubs, and paved over what used to be my flowerbed. I woke up to discover that someone had walked through my new garden.