Back at the beginning of August, I sent a missive asking the Oakland community gardening coordinator for an update on where I am on the waiting list.
So far, I’ve heard nothing.
It’s only been about three weeks, of course, since I sent the email, and things move slowly in Oakland government, but it’s now going on six months since I put myself in line for a community garden plot and, well, it’s tomato season, so it’s on my mind often.
But I’m about to get all manner of ridiculous about this. I’m heading out to Burning Man later this week, but when I get back? I’m going to start putting that office windowsill to work.