Sunday, July 18, 2010

Loss

We had a brief glimmer of hope last week. Friday we were out running errands and Jeremy's cell phone rang. It was the mayor! He wanted to know if we were home and if he could stop by. We stopped mid-errand and went straight back home. R.T. was already there walking through the yard, admiring our chickens and garden.
We gave him some background on mushroom growing and what the city cited us for. R.T. was very supportive and said he'd do what he could. But he admitted things moved slowly. We were hoping for a reprieve, a delay, an extension, but we haven't heard anything yet.

This morning Jeremy and his intern moved all the logs and dismantled everything here. It's amazingly bare and empty looking now...



...compared to before:



(uh, make that WAY before.)

I have hope that the mushroom logs will come back and Jeremy will be able to continue his business here in our yard, and in other yards, without fear of harassment from city inspectors. But I'm sure it will take time.

There is no hope for the back of the terrace. Here's what we got cited for:



I hardly know how the inspector knew the ground wasn't level five feet away since there are so many plants back there.

Jeremy spent the weekend digging out all the plants and dirt. Our fruit bushes and various flowers and plants, refugees from city policy, are huddled in twos and threes around the yard, their roots clothed in various pots and bins, awaiting resettlement. I hope they will not be damaged too much by this mid-summer transplanting.





I don't know when or if the inspector will come and what he will say. I feel a certain dread that they will surely find something else to cite us for: like too many trees, or too many rain barrels, or not enough grass!

We'll make the best of it, and move on with different plans. Projects continue in the house, so I'll update you all soon.

6 comments:

Karin McAdams said...

Sigh. I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but it's time for beholders to develop a greater appreciation for green. I think lots of stuff growing is really beautiful!

Liz Opp said...

Well, d***.

Blessings,
Liz Opp, The Good Raised Up

Frustrated Farmer Rick said...

Wow I was hoping you guys would get a useful response but I didn't expect the mayor to ask for a tour. Hope it all works out for you.

Dwelf the senior raincoat said...

I haven't followed this well enough to know all the details, but what kind of perverse place is this? People growing plants and producing and improving, and you get dumped on by some petty bureaucrats?
Sure glad they aren't out here in the PacNW where my yard looks like crap and people thinks it's neat, organic, and dangerous. Woo.
Don't these inspectors have any real problems to check out?
Or is it just neighbors who are sniping at you? It's really weird if you ask me.

Aimee said...

Our neighbors are supportive and have said they would go to the city on our behalf. No, I don't think anyone turned us in.
I think the city knew what we were up to because Jeremy had contacted them about the legality of selling mushrooms he was growing. So I guess they thought they'd check it out and see how much they could ding us for.
Yeah, sometimes it seems like a pretty backwards and unsupportive city.

Jill and Chrish said...

Boo and hiss to the city.