


What moved me so deeply was the public reaction. The whole community has embraced the endeavor. Everyone was talking about it. And loving it and respecting it. I’m a big-city girl, and I immediately worried about vandalism. But as far as I know, the only sign of damage was one short patch of tire tracks; I choose to believe that was an accident, not deliberate vandalism.
It seems to me that what I was seeing is a mutual exchange of reciprocal values: the gardeners have formed themselves into a community to do something good for their town, and now through this project the community itself has blossomed.
Can a flower represent the soul of a community? Can 8000 flowers? Yes, and Yes. For many years to come.