A weekly tradition in Takoma Park, Maryland is the Sunday Farmer's Market on "main" street (Carroll Avenue). If you can't find it here, you just need to look a little more!
A pint of those peppers are destined for a quiche this week in my kitchen!
A reminder of another annual tradition in Takoma Park.
My take this week, and always in my Gidborne Olde Time Market bag sent to me by a dear friend from the land Down-Under. A reminder that this tradition occurs all over the world.
Showing posts with label Takoma Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Takoma Park. Show all posts
Sunday, September 03, 2017
Tuesday, July 04, 2017
Romeo 4th
After getting up early and taking a long walk on the Park trails; where we encountered a doe white-tailed deer and her twin newly born fawns--amazing they were in their brilliant white-spotted coats with white stripes down their necks--we returned home and had only one task. Nap time!
Sunday, June 18, 2017
Speaking of "Zoo's"
Besides the little plastic animals...The real ones are all around us!
Getting ready for work on this past Friday morning, I glanced out my guest bedroom window and saw something in my neighbor's garden that didn't make sense.
Getting ready for work on this past Friday morning, I glanced out my guest bedroom window and saw something in my neighbor's garden that didn't make sense.
And then a closer look! She looks good. Healthy...perhaps even pregnant. It's likely given that she is on her own here and not among the little herd that calls our neighborhood home.
Saturday, April 08, 2017
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
Vultures Are Beautiful--in Their Own Way
Over the years, Romeo and I have encountered all manner of
creatures in the park--many up close and personal, and some like the squirrels
and deer on a regular basis. Today's gift was an unusual first look and
Vultures! A pair working over the carcass of some small animal right next to
the hiking trail. They were nearly completely non-plussed by us--although they
excited Romeo in a particularly acute way. I had to reprimand him 3 or 4 times
when he no longer gives deer or even squirrels the time of day. I half
wondered if they awakened some memory in him from his younger days fending for
himself. The smell of bile and shit was strong in the air to further stimulate
his senses.
Some people think these birds ugly. But I have to say I
found their appearance rather noble--the untouchables of the avian world. When
we got at our closest to them, while still remaining on the trail, they stopped
their work and turn their attention to us. And not in a way that was
threatening, they both began to "bark" at us! I was so surprised. The
call they made in little bursts sounded exactly like a low-pitched dog's bark.
Who knew? The identity of the carrion was undistinguishable, though it was
mammalian from the fur and set of the ribs, hip and femurs.
On the way to the park we passed a young Hispanic man in a
hoodie and carrying a skateboard. I didn't give him a close look, something
about his stride suggested an anger in him. Long after we'd entered the park,
encountered the vultures, walked the trail to the field with the high power eletrical
towers, and were half way back to the park again; we met him a second time. As
he approached, I could see that he'd been crying. Far from the
"angry" 20-something I assumed him to be from my initial casual
glance, he was clearly younger, maybe 15 or 16. He said, "Excuse me,
sir."
Romeo and I stopped and I said, "Yes?"
He asked, "Have you seen a dog? A Golden Lab? His name
is Buddy."
I said, "No. The only two dogs we've encountered today
were with people."
He looked dejected, and I added, "But if I do, I will
call the Takoma Park Police and let them know. Okay?"
He tried to smile and said, "Thank you."
Sunday, November 06, 2016
My Own Rainbow and A Gift For Myself: Memento For This Election Season!
Made my own chromatic rainbow wreath from dogwood leaves.
Visited the shops in downtown Takoma Park and my found this in my favorite little Tchotchke shop. It seemed like the perfect token for this year's election, because no matter what happens, pigs might just fly!
Visited the shops in downtown Takoma Park and my found this in my favorite little Tchotchke shop. It seemed like the perfect token for this year's election, because no matter what happens, pigs might just fly!
Friday, July 01, 2016
Little Free Libraries of Takoma Park
I made a hometown field trip! I literally tried to drive
up and down every street in Takoma Park in search of Little Free Libraries. I
had a feeling that there were a lot of them. I seem to see new ones all the
time. I figured maybe 15. To my surprise I discovered 27! (And reviewing my
adventure on an actual map, I think I covered about 90%+ of the streets.)
As a side I learn some other wonderful things about my
chosen hometown.
1) There are so many amazingly beautiful homes
2) Gardens abound on every street and in diverse places
3) People display art in their yards in a wide variety to formats
4) There are a lot of people buying homes and then renovating or completely building from scratch new homes on the old lots
5) In every neighborhood evidence that celebrates racial, sexual, and cultural diversity is astounding.
6) It's no wonder that my property values are so high!!
2) Gardens abound on every street and in diverse places
3) People display art in their yards in a wide variety to formats
4) There are a lot of people buying homes and then renovating or completely building from scratch new homes on the old lots
5) In every neighborhood evidence that celebrates racial, sexual, and cultural diversity is astounding.
6) It's no wonder that my property values are so high!!
And so, without further ado, I give you the results of my
explorations: The 27 Little Free Libraries of Takoma Park, Maryland! (And yes,
some are very similar--I think there was a workshop held at our local
independent library that birthed them!)
Oh! And I dedicate this to my friend, Tom, who was my
conduit to this amazing literacy phenomenon, and who has helped to transform
his Chicago neighborhood in the same way.
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