no image.

Personally, I miss the St. Vincent de Paul, the Denny's, and the flower wholesaler

When were the vines planted? It can take them a few years to get going depending on site, soil, and maintenance.

Reminds me of an old joke from design school: "Doctors have it easy, they can bury their mistakes. All an architect can do is plant vines and wait."

Get off my lawn?

So the complaint is that there is a 'Living Wall' or a 'Green Facade' that is not very living or green? And it blocks the view of a brick building which from the sound of it was also not very living or green?

Oh, if only those homeless were back there! If only Bunge foods, super-large agrobusiness, were still spilling railcars of goop! Oh, the loss of bohemian character, cooked up and delivered through hypodermic needles!

BTW, the fireworks and seaplanes are still at Lake Union.

This stuff was just planted a few months ago and hasn't, you know, actually grown much yet. Also, no way is this thing 40 feet tall. In fact, you can clearly see that in the photo. Maybe 10 feet max. And that building behind it doesn't look particularly old. I go by there every morning.

So, what is this about again..? Good grief.

(no, I do not work at Amazon)

this is what passes off as "Green Factor" in the city.

the dolts in DPD and their developer masters have dictated that this is acceptable urban greenery, in lieu of actually planting trees, shrubs etc.

all so a few extra feet of property can be developed and we can make a bit more money and fuck you seattle while we do it...

Nothing screams vibrant, thriving urban neighborhood like homeless people sleeping in doorways.

Does this post tell me where the thing is ... or why I should care?

Do all of Mudede's writing students write just like Mudede, or does he only post to SLOG those who do?

According to Wikipedia? Please tell me that didn't go unpunished.

Stepping over bums to get to work, having to be on the lookout for used condoms when traversing the parking lot, swarms of insects filling the streets...those were the days. Who doesn't long for a time and place when we could feel gritty and urban, working shoulder to shoulder with hookers and homeless people, without actually having to interact with that part of society. We could come to work in their neighborhood and by doing so some of their street coolness rubbed off on us, but only metaphorically of course (we don't want to actually have to touch them). It used to be so easy to feel superior and down to earth at the same time, but all we get now are scraggly vines.