Who are we kidding here? Wherever you find yourself, visit a nursery. Or ten. Anyway, we were in Seattle and the interwebs said that City People's Garden Store was open so we headed over. I'd heard that their last day of operation would be in December but Danger said that they might not have to close after all.
Carmen was the only vehicle in the parking lot and everything was dark inside. Peeking in the windows, I saw a very empty space. Only the large counter where the cash register once stood remained. No shelves, nothing. There was still a bulletin board on one wall thanking patrons for 28 wonderful years of business. Where did all of that stuff go?
As I walked around taking these pictures, a nice lady who'd lived in the neighborhood for many years approached me and asked if I knew anything about the re-opening and expressed her concern about so little seeming to happen inside. This had been, she said, her favorite shop. Oh well, change is the only constant.
Carmen was the only vehicle in the parking lot and everything was dark inside. Peeking in the windows, I saw a very empty space. Only the large counter where the cash register once stood remained. No shelves, nothing. There was still a bulletin board on one wall thanking patrons for 28 wonderful years of business. Where did all of that stuff go?
And, how can they put everything back together in just a few weeks?
According to their website, City People's Garden Store, under new ownership, will be open for eleven more months in this location before it's torn down to make way for some sort of development. One assumes that during that time the search for a new location will continue but urban nurseries are special places. I remember when Molbak's had a location across from Pike's Place Market in Seattle. How wonderful for apartment dwellers to be able to have an easily accessible source of great plants and supplies.As I walked around taking these pictures, a nice lady who'd lived in the neighborhood for many years approached me and asked if I knew anything about the re-opening and expressed her concern about so little seeming to happen inside. This had been, she said, her favorite shop. Oh well, change is the only constant.