American Vernacular Landscapes

Last June the back wall of the lot of the collapsed synagogue across the street got tagged “HARY,” in five-foot-high letters that I had to see first thing every morning. After a few months, somebody put another tag up, partially obscuring the HARY. A couple of months back RUSTY was tagged over the remnants of HARY. Then yesterday Spanish men came and put plastic slats through the chainlink fence. Now all I see is green.