There is a man outside of my window spraying herbicide; the amount of which used here in Rochester, NY is, to me, astounding. There is a strip of land between my building’s parking lot and the next; my management company occasionally sprays herbicide on it, killing the shade plants that grew underneath the trees bordering the lot. The man is doing that now. On windy days—which are often—the dirt blows around and in through my windows. Nothing is done to plant a more agreeable species there. This pattern of behavior is common here: why must Rochester be either asphalt surface or dead top-soil? Too many are the places that could be gardens or parks paved over for parking lots, largely empty but for a few hours a week. The Museum across the street once had a beautiful lawn, fully half of it is dead, black and empty asphalt. Water gushes down the streets, finding no purchase on the lots that once were absorptive ground. Token trees wither and die for lack of water and car pollution. Men and women yell angry things from their car windows as I ride my bicycle in full accordance with the laws of this State.

Why?

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