You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?
NPR reports “After 6-Year Battle, Florida Couple Wins The Right To Plant Veggies In Front Yard”
… a Florida law went into effect that nullifies local bans on vegetable gardens at residential properties.
She lamented that the fight even had to happen. “We had a beautiful, nutritious garden for many years before the Village went out of its way to ban it and then threatened us with ruinous fines,” she said.
Why would she lament?
“The events at Morant Bay in 1865 followed on the heels a period of public meetings known as the Underhill Meetings, and peaceful expression of grievances through petitions. Complaints included a series of economic issues related to wages, land tenure, access to markets, and labor rights; political issues related to unfair taxation, no justice in the courts, and elite-biased government policies; and civil issues that included voting rights, and access to healthcare, education, and land. In that sense it was not a riot so much as a social movement, which was rejected by the Governor and finally turned to violence against the representatives of the local government.”
via Graphic Arts, Princeton University Library. Research for future works.
Downtown Miami, 062619, 6:40 pm.
“I like being able to stop when I like, to lean against a building and make a note […]. Walking, paradoxically, allows for the possibility of stillness.
Walking is mapping with your feet. It helps you piece a city together, connecting up neighbourhoods that might otherwise have remained discrete entities, different planets bound to each other, sustained yet remote. I like seeing how in fact they blend into one another, I like noticing the boundaries between them. ” Lauren Elkin, in her wonderful Flâneuse: Women Walk the City in Paris, New York, Tokyo, Venice, and London via BP
One more quote from Elkin,
“[…] walk[ing] […] confers — or restores — a feeling of placeness. The geographer Yi-Fu Tuan says a space becomes a place when through movement we invest it with meaning, when we see it as something to be perceived, apprehended, experienced.
I walk because, somehow, it’s like reading. You’re privy to these lives and conversations that have nothing to do with yours, but you can eavesdrop on them. […]
You walk in the city side by side with the living and the dead [my emphasis].”
And its offerings.
At Public Hives‘s Little Haiti site. Covered hive by Nadia Wolff.
