When I saw what I thought was a wading pool filled with graffiti, I thought I’d return another day and photograph it.
Sunday after coffee, Steve and I drove over to the park in Polish HIll and as I walked closer, I realized it was NOT a wading pool that was decorated with urban art but a place for kids to skateboard.
Here’s a list of skateboarding terms and info about the physics of it but not sure if I am properly labeling this pit a half- pipe or not.
Alas, not a skateboarder in sight on Sunday morning so no action shots.
just few satellite dishes for reception
The facades were to be restored and preserved but looks like they’re slated for the wrecking ball.
Demolition not preservation.
What happened to the Historic Commission plan to preserve the facades?
We’ve seen lots of development lately and that’s not all bad but there sure are a lot of BOXES going up and the photographs show what we will lose when they raze this entire block.
East Liberty PA. Penn Avenue. The same block as Zeke’s Cafe with the super coffee beans.
It’s always expensive to restore, true. But what a loss of character for the city. Lester Betsy Ross Spinets were popular instruments.
Okay I can see this former PNC bank building now empty going but what about the character and history of the rest of the buildings?
Makes me think of a crowd and my blog theme- ” place with a trace of humanity”
Right across from the hornet nest is one of the free standing libraries I’ve read about. Right in someone’s front yard.
We walked over and opened the glass door. Beautiful craftsmanship and the wood unweathered.
Turns out it was installed just this June.
We didn’t take a book but it was a nice find. And now we know where we can go to get a book, twenty four hours a day.
The plaque said Nicholas C Ridge Free Library and if you click on the link you can read the story.
The light was waning but took a few shots.
After dinner Steve said he wanted to go to Bloomfield/ Friendship neighborhood and show me an incredible nest, alive with hornets coming in and out. Perhaps an expert will be able to identify what type of hornet they are by the nest structure but after researching them when we got home tonight, I wish I had the telephoto lens and didn’t get quite as close with my 50mm fixed lens. I read about how they can sting multiple times and can be very dangerous to animals and humans. Hope no one decides to disturb this nest but it is so low to the sidewalk, hanging right over the middle, near a PAT bus stop.
from the other side you can see the nest entrance
Unsuspecting woman approaching the sidewalk where the hornet nest hangs.
You know how I love coffee. That one wonderful cup in the morning.
This morning I receive a text from a colleague who’s teaching art in a different school this year.
He texted where to come for coffee in East Liberty. Zeke’s. Huh? I couldn’t picture it in my mind.
Zeke’s Coffee on Penn Ave at Highland Ave. Only 1.5 miles from my home. I found it easily once I made the left turn onto Penn it was right there all the time.
And I’ve driven 50 feet from it several times a day and not turned down that particular block on my route.
Today was the first time I was introduced to the locally roasted delicious coffee. And they’ve been there since 2011!
I bought two bags for friends and family to try and my car smelled like a roastery when I got home. Mmmmmm.
Owned by Chris and Tom (who were out at Farmers Market selling the full one pound bags of their beans that they roasted themselves) In fact that’s how they started at Farmers Market and now they go to NINE of them. ( I looked it up and there was no apostrophe in Farmers Market)
I met Brye the baker (wife of Chris) and Alex was the barista and operated the register. I asked if I could photograph them for the blog and they agreed. Steve and I plan to return in the morning when they open at 8.
You can still get great tomatoes. Come January we’ll long for them.
I was at a friend’s house and she made corn for us.
Butter, salt and fresh black pepper.
I think it was the first ear of corn I ate all summer.
Had a half of an ear last Sunday at a Garden Party, but
will savor this photo come fall.
Below Polish Hill, turning onto Liberty Ave into the Strip District. Here is what I saw.
He got out from under the cars as we were all stopped at the red light.
Instead of crossing the road, he kept walking back under the cars.
Good thing I had my camera on the front seat.
Good thing he didn’t get squished. I felt sorry for the groundhog.
Too much concrete to burrow in.
(And my car windows need a wash)
Just a snippet. I saw movement.
Coming under the cars. Oh no.
Go the other way. He did eventually.
I felt badly for the groundhog but at least he finally made it to the side before the light turned green. But what then?
This post inspired by fellow blogger Colline – Wednesdays she publishes a “grateful post”.
Last year at school in the final staff meeting, I was awarded the Most Optimistic Award. I found the little plastic trophy and happy dancing apple in my school cupboard yesterday afternoon and took it out and placed it on my desk. A reminder to remain optimistic,
It’s a new year so don’t want to rest on my laurels, though.
HA! (Just this morning my sister was remembering how dad would say that when he wrote to us)
Would be cool to be a repeat for this new school year, I thought to myself and laughed at myself. A good plan.
Last June Selfie. An unexpected award voted by my colleagues- Most Optimistic
On my way home this afternoon, a different route, there’s a bridge out. What a mess.
It means everyone sits and sits, winds around the corner like snails, waiting to get a quick left turn, the arrow light. It’s a real clog.
I first saw the rainbow on the straightaway and you can see it’s photographed through a tinted windshield.
But then I had to inch up.
What a glorious rainbow.
Were there a parking lot to pull into, I would have done so and gotten the end of the rainbow as it arched into the Allegheny River.
Back in my car since school started, driving around the city all over the place.
Opportunities to see things I wouldn’t have seen if I were stretched in my hammock on the front porch, sipping a lemonade, reading a book, or knitting for winter.
Today I was grateful for the traffic standstill. Got to catch a rainbow. Thanks, Colline. For more posts on Colline’s Gratitude Project, click here.
Uh-oh, can’t see it between the wires as I did when I looked with my eye Interesting wires intersecting.
It gets better and the traffic winds around the bend.
And the other half of the rainbow as I made my way in the traffic