Mulch for Our Money

I had been telling my neighbor that downtown was really no noisier than the suburbs, especially on a Saturday morning when the power tools start at 8 a.m. and go all day. So what did I wake up to yesterday but mowers and blowers and weed wackers, right outside my window. I might just as well have been right back in Wilbraham, I thought as I dragged myself out of bed.

A whole crew was in the park behind my house, cleaning mercilessly. These guys had been deployed by Patrick Sullivan, Springfield's Parks Director. By early afternoon when I went out to inspect, a fresh layer of hemlock mulch was spread neatly in all the beds. It really did look pretty nice.

Quite a bit remains to be done, of course. The fountain is dry, the grass is raggedy, the plantings need attention. One tree is nearly dead, and others could use some pruning. Some of the berms are depressed, and a few cobblestones are missing from the walks.

All these issues are the result of years of neglect. Armoury Common is sort of an orphan, a city park historically maintained by the apartment complex surrounding it. The gentrification which took place in the seventies didn't really stick, the apartments have changed hands several times over the years, and nobody's sure who's in charge of the park anymore.

I think the park should go back to the city, keys and all. Right now it's not even listed as a park property on the city's website. But Armoury Commons Apartments has not been a good steward. It appears that Patrick Sullivan is demonstrating some accountability, so let him run with it. My expenses have gone up, not down, since moving to the city from the suburbs. It's nice to see some of all that money spent right in my back yard.