So a nice little old lady down the block was so grateful for me collecting all the street leaves to dump on Strawberry Ridge she got me a nice card and tin of “Mediterranean sweets”.

It continues to be funny to me that the work that started with me trying to make the view out my window less ugly and weedy and even now consists in terraforming a piece of publicly owned land to my liking has apparently made me some sort of local hero of civic betterment