Sitting in the Waiting Room

10 Nov Sitting in the Waiting Room

I am a patient boy
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
My time is water down a drain

Everybody’s moving
Everybody’s moving
Everything is moving,
Moving, moving, moving – (Fugazi 1988)

delivery, early November ’13

We rent office space in a building in Fremont that had been salvaged by having been spared the wrecking ball, sold to our landlord for a dollar, barged up-river and relocated in Doc Freeman’s parking lot.  It’s a late 19th century warehouse that’s been not only retrofitted to survive the move, but updated with modern windows, low-flow toilets and a hip, industrial-chic reception area.  We get deliveries of random landscape-industry materials there.  We order irrigation valves and pipe fittings, we order tools and equipment, we order huge rolls of cardboard to be delivered to the office building.   Shipping companies prefer an industrial or commercial address over a residential address to supply goods, one never knows how feasible it is to park an articulated delivery rig in a residential zone.  With a commercial address we can order anything- except plants.  There’s no good place for the plants to be stored there, so we get economically correct deliveries at our house in Freelard.

Several November installations await 2013

When plants arrive, we hustle out to the street in front with hopes of not blocking our neighbors efforts on getting off to work, and we unload the delivery.  It makes so much environmental sense to have the nurseries deliver our wholesale plant purchases rather than drive to the Eastside where the nurseries are.  Each project can have several hundred dollars worth of plants, but even at wholesale costs, its not many individual containers. Nancy amalgamates several customers orders in advance of the project’s starts, and voila!  Plants galore adorn the “waiting room” which is comprised of our front yard and side yard.  Its fun to have so many varied yet orderly compiled groupings of plants in our yard.

Thanks for reading.  Cheers, Dave.