Most of us have a strip that lies between the sidewalk and the road. For most it is just a few feet wide, which of course presents a challenge, and there is rarely a water supply. Cars pass by blowing their fumes on the plants. In all it is a struggle and rightly named the death strip. For the past 3 years we have spent a week in Salt Lake City. Our reason is the largest collection of genealogical records in the world, located in the LDS Family History Library. It is here that we, along with hundreds of others, search through the records for our ancestors. Walking to the library I was struck by the "death strip" in front of their conference center.
Adjacent to the LDS conference center the center of the road is planted with cactus agave and native plants.
As we were leaving the city we passed an incredible site. On the corner of the road someone had created an incredible vegetable garden. Zucchini, pumpkins, beans were all thriving in the death strip. Admittedly it was a little wider than the ones I have seen around here. I saw someone watering , stopped , and ran back, camera in hand.
Gina, the owner of the garden, was gracious enough to spend time chatting with me about her achievement. She introduced me to her chickens and would not let me leave without one of her white pumpkins. So far Gina has managed to do her gardening without the city taking her to task. She has expanded her garden onto an adjacent piece of land where there is a large billboard. With the owners permission of course. I think it is a wonderful story and far from a "death strip."