new neigborhood
Today we went for a walk in our new neighborhood. It was raining, which is bizarre--it just doesn't rain here in the summer. We visited a cafe where I got a vegan blueberry muffin and M got coffee.
We found the thing we were looking for: McClatchy Park, where farmers markets are held. It was triumphant to find. And there's a bike park there, on former tennis courts, which looks like a skate park but is not.
We visited a bookstore I liked a lot. The stationery was great--I especially liked the postcard of Sojourner Truth and a card with a picture of a painting of a little girl in an orange dress. (Ah, orange is my color of the year--no wonder.) I had the revelation that I should be the stationery buyer for a large bookstore. Other than zine librarian, this would be the perfect job for me!
Well, I'm sorry I forgot my camera. Next time I will take pictures of our new neighborhood for you.
We found the thing we were looking for: McClatchy Park, where farmers markets are held. It was triumphant to find. And there's a bike park there, on former tennis courts, which looks like a skate park but is not.
We visited a bookstore I liked a lot. The stationery was great--I especially liked the postcard of Sojourner Truth and a card with a picture of a painting of a little girl in an orange dress. (Ah, orange is my color of the year--no wonder.) I had the revelation that I should be the stationery buyer for a large bookstore. Other than zine librarian, this would be the perfect job for me!
Well, I'm sorry I forgot my camera. Next time I will take pictures of our new neighborhood for you.
1 Comments:
At June 05, 2012 10:22 AM, Heather Wreckage said…
We used to serve Food Not Bombs in that park every wednesday for three + years or so, but then everyone involved moved out of town.
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