This morning, I waited for Verizon in a building above the Church of the Epiphany. Built in 1844 on G street in Northwest, the church stands hidden between office buildings, its garden and carillon are its only imprint on the office landscape. Never have I marked time so closely than now, with the tones of Handel’s “I know that my Redeemer liveth” streaming from the bells at the quarter hour.
I imagine that perhapse if I worked here, it might get tiresome after while, but for today, it is welcome austerity. A reminder of the analog in the midst of digita. The feeling of a retreat within the noise and the hustle. It’s why we build parks, set to simulate the natural and to preserve the original state in an idealized way, I suppose. Remind ourselves that we are but building The Machine in a Garden.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
I live and work in the District of Columbia. I write at We Love DC, a blog I helped start, I work at Technolutionary, a company I helped start, and I’m happy doing both. I enjoy watching baseball, cooking, and gardening. I grow a mean pepper, keep a clean scorebook, and wash the dishes when I’m done. Read Why I Love DC.
