This lady rode up on her bike/scooter and stood around for a very long time. Eventually this other person showed up and took some pictures. Just another day at work.
Category: Structures
An after school walk
Home from Overlook Park, though Overlook, Arbor Lodge and Kenton neighborhoods.
Swirly parking strip.
Gnarly old trees in Overlook.
TARDIS
Gorgeous yard and cottage.
Precise hedge.
Telephone booth peeking over a hedge.
On the fence in that same yard is the “Poem Booth.”
My favorite secret way to cross a busy street.
Burning bush among the strawberries.
Stairs being overtaken.
Retaining wall overtaken.
A nice swoop and orange trim.
This home does not fit in at all, and is tremendously ugly, but I love it for those two reasons.
In the side yard of the tremendously ugly home are many wood crafted signs.
This bungalow went and grew a big backside in the Omaha woods.
Kind of looks like a dead cat, but was actually a very happy warm cat.
Victorian with a stellar paint job.
Check out the detail on the door.
Can I make it through this alleyway?
It was okay until I found myself completely surrounded by blackberry bushes.
I made it through, though can’t recommend it.
World Book Night
Have you heard about World Book Night? Me neither. It’s a night where publishers publish books (list is here) so people can walk around and give them away. How fun is that? Powell’s had a kickoff event where Cheryl Strayed, Matthew Dickman, Amanda Coplin, Paul Collins, and Chelsea Cain all talked about a book that had influenced them.
Here’s Cheryl Strayed introducing the night.
Matthew Dickman told us of his favorite book. In the manner of all of the speakers, he managed to call out several before he got to the one he was really talking about. He mentioned Island of the Blue Dolphins, (and I knew right then we were the same age, because that was a big one for me too) then talked about the poems they read in school, which were dense and heady and hard to comprehend. So it was a watershed moment when he found All My Pretty Ones by Anne Sexton and he could read and understand the poems. That lead him to Charles Burkowski and then his teacher gave him a copy of Allen Ginsberg’s Howl. Along with the book came a postcard with Allan Ginsberg standing on a corner in New York with all his poet friends, and Dickman said that where he grew up, guys standing on the corner was a bad thing, and bad things came from guys standing on the corner. To see a bunch of poets hanging about in such a way and creating art instead of trouble, was something to remember. And so he read us an excerpt from Howl.
Chelsea Cain bought up her copy of Synonyms and Antonyms. Her mother had given it to her and inscribed a note in the flyleaf. So we know that it was bought after a viewing of My Friend Flicka. Cain pointed out that her mother made a habit of inscribing books, which means that now she can never get rid of said books. Also that this was the first tool she was given as a writer and she used to page through it. Now she uses a website to find her synonyms, which is a different thing than flipping through a book. She then read to us from The Mystery of the Glowing Eye, one of the many Nancy Drew Books she read over and over again from first to fifth grade.
Paul Collins brought his copy of Three Men in a Boat, by Jerome K. Jerome. Despite sharing a last name, too much time has passed between this event and this write-up of the event to remember why he chose that book.
Amanda brought Mouchette by George Bernanos. She especially liked the version of the New York Review of Books Classics.
Cheryl Strayd brought her copy of Black Beauty that her mother read to her when she was three. (!) Strayd said that she hasn’t read this book to her children yet, even though they are something like eight and ten years old. The horrible things that happen to the horse are too much. However, the book was incredibly influential in beginning the Society to Prevent Cruelty to Animals and the writing is beautiful. Plus, her mother was a horsewoman and always had a horse.
This was an excellent presentation and introduction to World Book Night. Thanks Powell’s.
Trimet employs white-out to eliminate racist statement. Probably not ironically.
Unique apartments.
These are near my house and I love them both. I worry that they will be torn down for something fancier, so thought I would snap a few pictures just in case.
Here’s the street side of this complex. I love the swinging modern silhouette of the building and the fact that the garages are underneath, with the apartments hanging over. Some of the garage doors still work, and some are permanently sealed shut.
Front entrance. There is a pretty shrubbery outside of every door and a garden area on the other side of the parking lot. I’ve never seen inside these units, but I imagine they are all one-bedroom jobbers.
This fourplex is right next door. I like how it looks like it has been added onto over the years. There’s even a random bay-type window in one unit. And the corners of the building have art deco glass. A few of these units have been vacant for some time, and it’s a hot rental market here, so this is building I’m most worried about.
Parking lot disorientation.
The movie theater is on the right side of this picture, in line with that tall building in the middle. The last time I was here, there was just a huge parking lot and the orientation was different. Now? We have a diagonal path for the pedestrians (yay!) and lots of bioswales for the rain to escape too. It was disorienting, but fun!
Spidey checking his cell phone.
They started building that building again.
It’s been on ice for several years. The last time I posted about it was in this post in 2009. Soon after, the recession waylaid the plans to get it built, something about not enough occupancy so the bankers pulled the funding. But it’s started again and this monolith is emerging out of the hole.
Mt. Hood sunset
Not the right Patty.
As someone who spent the first 20 years of her life as a “Patty” I can tell you that they mean St. PADDY, which is the shortened form for Patrick. It’s not Saint Patricia’s day, no matter how much I might want it to be. Of course, if you look at their logo, you can see that spelling isn’t really their strength.