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An ambling type of day.

I had a few hours between appointments on a lovely Saturday, so I did something I rarely do. I wandered about with no real goals in mind. It was a beautiful day to do so.

This lilac impresses me with the amount of blooms it has managed to produce.

In Massachusetts I lived in what was called a Philadelphia-style house. I just googled the term and results seem to indicate that this term is only used in the Boston area to descibe a two-family house. At any rate, they were everywhere in the Boston area and I don’t often see them here. So I took a picture of this one, which is not only a Philidelphia-style house, but said house seems to have managed to escape the sprucing up most houses have undergone in this neighborhood.

It was record store day. This is a line to get into one of Portland’s record stores.

I ate my lunch here. I did not try their delicious flan. That term is an oxymoron in my book. But every time I run across flan, I think of the Birthday Flan in one of the episodes of Friends and I smile. That Birthday Flan got what it had coming to it.

City of Roses Motel: Windows!

The windows have begin to wrap around all sides of the building. I’m also interested that the mesh covering only covers one half of the building. I initially thought they would just use it on the places they were installing windows, but here are windows without any mesh covering. So who knows?

Postcard from the Netherlands

This is from Astrid (one of my favorite names) and she includes the quote “Change the world, start by yourself” Astrid visited Cinque Terre and will go back this year.

Postcards from Louisana, Texas, and three from Pennsylvania.

Regular commenter Heather sent me a passel of postcards from her travels. Here they are.

This is from the stopover in New Orleans where the Wolf Pack rode one of these carriages through the French Quarter.

Everyone’s favorite Pennsylvania town: Intercourse. Heather also lists other dubious names in the area: Bird-in-hand, Blue Ball, Paradise, Virginville, Smoketown and Mountville.

Here’s a pretty one from Texas. This is where they celebrated L’s fourth birthday.

I do very much enjoy unusual recipe postcards. Perhaps someday I will make myself a shoo-fly pie. I notice that this recipe card makes two pies. That’s a lot of shoe-fly pie.

I love this incredibly long laundry line. I wonder if they hang their unmentionables somewhere else?

On the way to breakfast.

Here we have an example of how infill affects the neighborhood. In the foreground, we have two small cottages, typical of the street. The two houses next door are infill, looming over their neighbors. You can also see one in the background.

Sometimes a lilac needs a little help from its next door neighbor. The neighbor in question is a tall fir tree.

I love this re-do of a frame for an espalier. New frame is made of 4x4s. You can see the old 2×2 frame also. The yard is so often about redoing.

Oh my god, it’s 1992!

I snapped a picture of this couple on my way to the #20 bus stop. I walked through high school in ankle-length skirts such as the one above. And I loved it when boys wore long johns under their shirts/shorts.

Postcard from the Czech Republic

This if from Alexandr, who lives in Hrebec which is near Prague in the Czech Republic. He reports that he is a graphic designer, 40 (like me!) and has two sons. (not like me!) Interestingly, he was born in Siberia, much like the Postcrossers who sent me the postcard from Chicago.

Two things found on the way to/from acupuncture.

I appreciate whatever designer came up with the repeating motif for this restaurant.

This is the still-ugly lot where the house was torn down last year. Someone has prettied the chain link fence up with some spring blooms and greenery. I’m guessing this was done by the homeless people who frequent the stoop. Thank you homeless people!

Things from the paper.

Holly explains to her mother why she could get A’s on her mid-term, but chooses not to. This was my philosophy in high school also. Although in college I did a one-eighty and spent a lot of time doing things.