You can see below where construction has already begun.
See these guys in white? Not Master Gardeners. Actually, I don't know who the hell they are. Don't they look bizarre in their hooded jumpsuits? They're probably good enough guys. But I did overhear them receiving instructions on how to demo and what new landscaping needs to go in.
See these guys in the dirty jeans? Master Gardeners. Our task for the day: to dig up all the thousands of bulbs hidden in the cement planters before everything is bulldozed away. Day 2 of the job entailed replanting the bulbs in other locations around the campus.
See the bright and shiny faces below? We're happy that we got to save the bulbs from the giant dumpster. We will be directly responsible for the spring beauty that is to come. Having put in a good number of hours with other volunteers this summer, I see the enormous impact that we make. From this project alone, it is heartbreaking to think about how a gazillion dollar project budgets the cost of demo, hauling trash, and new landscaping, but doesn't include some measure to be sustainable and replant. I'm glad to be part of a team that can put in a few hours here and there to save what can and should be saved (contented sigh).Just about the only thing that has not made me feel thankful, helpful, and basically all fuzzy inside came via mail in the form of this photo of my car and an attached speeding ticket. It's actually really annoying now that I have a chance to reflect on it. I was leaving the Washington Youth Garden where I spent several Saturdays volunteering this summer. The posted speed was 40, I was going 51. As you can see, this is the beginning of a highway. Who drives 40 on the highway? OK...happy and fuzzy thoughts...happy and fuzzy thoughts...