This devastation was both heartbreaking and quite unnecessary; for some of us, the mental landscape of King Lear now rules in its aftermath. An enlightened set of managers could have funded out-of-work teens to have come into our gardens to assist the less-able among us.
What a missed opportunity. The sharing between generations would have been a boon for all.
The gardens were extensions of ourselves. Chatting with neighbors when we were outside in them had been a bonding element within our community of residents. Now we are bonding in our shared outrage at the emotional assault we have been dealt by their extirpation.
And the latest word from managers is that beds will be “seeded over” unless we weed them because the groundskeeper hasn’t time to do it.
We think it’s time for Rural Development to find a management company that understands how to work with seniors, not bully them.
Stephen E. Ludwig, Bill Brady, Olga Diefendorf, Joyce Judd, Barbara Oakley