Every week, Lewis and I unearth something amazing about the section of Astoria where we now live. Being an Astorian for nine years, I didn't think that Astoria had any community gardens. Due to typical NYC overdevelopment, not many neighborhoods have them. With 108-square-miles, Queens County is one of the most-populated in the USA (2.5 million residents), yet it merely has 4 community gardens. Suddenly, I found one! Its existence is probably attributed to the sense of preservation in Old Astoria. Our home is equidistant to it and Astoria Park, so we love visiting it.
It was a breezy October day, as I wandered and meandered, letting Fate steer my exploration.
At the corner of 12th Street and Astoria Boulevard, I ventured in a new direction... and I was rewarded for my curiosity.
I discovered "2 Coves Community Garden". By municipal mandate, anyone can enter the garden on Saturdays and Sundays as a public space. However, a woman--who was tilling the soil--saw me through the chainlink fence and welcomed me inside to look around.
The NYC Parks Department began the garden in 1998 but soon lacked funding (typical of the richest/corrupt city in America). In fact, the western tip of the garden overlooks Manhattan's iconic skyline... seemingly a world away.
Alas, the western edge is near the infamous Astoria Houses: part of NYC's Public Housing Projects that are a blight in most communities because they keep inhabitants poor, neglect them for basic needs, and allow them to become infested with illegal drugs and gun violence. Nearly all "residents" are dark-skinned, and some guys walk around wearing home-arrest bracelets on their ankles.
With neglected elements caused needlessly by America's richest city, the local Astorians galvanized into a group that saved their sliver of parkland. In 2006, 60 citizens started a grassroots effort to revitalize it.
Due to their success, there are now 200 voluntary members! (There are a lot of members, due to the area's high population density). With 25,000 square-feet, the garden is sizable and was featured on a Japanese TV show about urban farming. (That's delightfully typical of the nature-loving Japanese). Its format is an allotment garden, with small plots of turf for local residents and volunteers. Members of the community donate their time for trash-removal, composting, and being on the Steering Committee. A decade ago, Queens Borough Councilman, Peter Vallone, Jr. ensured that it got a new irrigation system.
The entirely organic garden partnered with Community Support Agriculture to sell its harvest, as funding for the farm. Local eateries use some of the "fruits of their labor", too. 2 Coves welcomes "guest gardeners" who want to share the chores and take a portion of flowers/food home. Whilst I was there, I met gardening people of all skin colors and nationalities: a Japanese couple, a young Russian woman, two Chinese families, a woman of African heritage, a silver-haired white lady with a young boyfriend, and a pair of Indians who wore a sari and a kurta.
I sat on a bench and finished my coffee. I saw butterflies, honeybees (the garden has a bee aviary), chickadees, squirrels, mockingbirds, morning doves, blue jays, cardinals, orange-breasted robins, and European starlings. The mockingbirds made beautiful songs but vehemently chased away the unwanted pigeons and black birds. I saw one cease pecking at bugs when it saw some black birds nearing the perimeter. Like an air-defense squadron, it soared into the air and confronted them head-on. My grandfather taught me that you don't want to mess around with a mockingbird. Fiercely and relentlessly, it chased those birds through a variety of trees and across the street. Then, it perched on a shed and sang again. When one black bird returned, the fierce chase resumed! The mockingbird won. Bluejays and cardinals are also known to defend their territory against encroachment. Perhaps that's why there are no NYC pigeons or scavenger birds in the garden.
I spotted an orange Monarch Butterfly landing on blossoms to refuel during its miraculous thousand-mile migration to Mexico.
Many of the flowers had fanciful shapes and hues. I hope you like my serenely invigorating pictures.
I spotted purple cabbage. Under dangling tendrils and coils of vines, gourds grew in the shade... always the pleasant signal of autumn!
Above, a gardener trustingly left their straw hat on a bamboo trellis. Below, phallic-shaped Okra grew upward.
Above, a sole apple tree harkened to a bygone century when orchards filled the area.
For a moment, a car with loud Hip Hop music paused by one end of the garden. Suddenly, a chirpy bird began singing vociferously with the music. It was cute, and you can see the singing bird flutter around in the tree in this video...
Below, a "hand cleansing" area was erected on a colorful plaza, close to the garden's entrance/exit. A year-round gazebo is a picturesque place to eat.
Being a former gardener myself, I appreciate the various hues and shapes of herbs... not to mention their fresh aromas.
It truly is an urban oasis (a gem within the mud) because directly across the street, the city allows businesses to dump garbage and litter. Despite being illegal, no fines or corrections about that are made by the authorities.
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