The recent Oklahoma suburb thread inspired this one. When people drive up or down the hill in front of my mid century modern ranchito on a half acre under native loblolly pines, they are often so lost in thought that they are capable of doing a lot of potential harm to walkers and cyclists and wheel chairs that often also pass by my place. My front yard high profile permaculture practices have already motivated lots of foot traffic here compared to before I started, so I have that part of neighborhood mindfulness covered. Now I need to focus on the drivers, especially the small contractor vehicle drivers who do not live in this forested old subdivision.
Between my street and my front yard is a storm ditch.
My apologies for my saturation levels but I am visually impaired so cannot see the details otherwise.
The pile of green on the right-of-way in the above image is my neighbor's yard waste waiting for the city to haul away. Incidently, I processed more than half the original pile into composting walls along the weedy chainlink fence on our border. The picture below shows that wall, and some plants and decor donated by friendly neighbors a block away. One other curious detail below is what appears to be a political yard sign. It appeared the day after I planted my ID sign for the compost wall, Emerald Toast, a play on the region Emerald Coast of our Section of northern Florida. My neighbors put up a campaign looking sign that is actually an ad for a locovore ice cream shop in town. Hmmm.
What to do with the ditch and banks to encourage mindfulness in passersby?
Neighbors are already accustomed to my scattered stick art and use of bold colors.
I am really tempted to do something like this in a series for a stick fence along the uphill bank of the ditch.