I had many interactions with the passers-by at this site. Most of them were passing affirmations. There were two that really stood out almost as a complete narrative. The first is here depicted:
I was just beginning the work on the tree at Bronx Park South at Vyse when I felt the presence of a large looming figure. It was a man in a uniform. I guessed that he was part of the maintenance crew for the apartments I was working in front of.
He asked me in Spanish what I was doing, and I did my best in English and using cartoon hand gestures to explain my actions. I could not be sure he understood anything I said or mimed. He was stone silent when I finished… it was an eternal pause, and his expression was without emotion or judgement. It was after this awkward long pause that I looked up at him from where I was on my knees working, and I simply shrugged my shoulders. This, I am sure he understood.
He said, “OK” and walked into the deli.