There was a bad storm, and the water rushed like a river down the street, rolling over the rocks and plants in the hellstrip. The hellstrip is what we call the slice of land between the sidewalk and the street. In our neighborhood a lot of people plant flowers there instead of grass. When we moved into our new-old house, I liked this idea and immediately wanted to try it too.
Great story - I love the idea of planting flowers there but wouldn’t grass hold better and then you don’t need to plant every year. Not sure how wide this hellstrip is? Love the double rainbow.
Love this one! I find it hard to believe anyone could come out of the last 4-8 years the same.
Also, what you refer to as the hellstrip, I call the tree lawn, and an acquaintance I met who grew up in Youngstown called it the devilstrip. So funny!
Great story - I love the idea of planting flowers there but wouldn’t grass hold better and then you don’t need to plant every year. Not sure how wide this hellstrip is? Love the double rainbow.
Love this one! I find it hard to believe anyone could come out of the last 4-8 years the same.
Also, what you refer to as the hellstrip, I call the tree lawn, and an acquaintance I met who grew up in Youngstown called it the devilstrip. So funny!
Great essay, and love the rainbow!