Showing posts with label Main streets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Main streets. Show all posts

2.27.2016

Small quilts...

                         Pocket park mural in old town Kent

The 2004 album quilt is coming along, so I took a break today and cut fabric for a wall quilt. I've decided to work with Civil War reproduction fabrics; years ago I got a dozen yards of various colors and patterns for $5.00 when a craft store went out of business, but never made anything with it. Today the fabrics are more popular than ever, and there are dozens of books with design ideas. I love this darker, more muted color pallette: dark red and dusky navy blue, brown, rust, poison green and gold, even teal and pink.

My goal is to bundle up a dozen or so quilt kits, all the fabric bits cut and ready to sew. I plan to hand quilt these small quilts, and they'll be perfect for taking along on road trips.

2.25.2016

Home town, part two...


This morning we went back into downtown, this time for breakfast. Then we took another walk through town. We did a sort of scavenger hunt, based on the murals and other artwork scattered through the old town. We wandered through the pocket parks tucked away on the side streets, and the light was beautiful on this warm spring day.

2.24.2016

Home town part one...


DW slept in, and missed breakfast. So I put away my quilting project, and we headed into town for lunch at our favorite diner. Then we left the car and walked the old part of town, enjoying the parks that are bursting into bloom, the brick buildings, and the murals. This isn't really my home town, but it'sthe place I've called home for more than thirty years.

As we walked, I kept stopping to take photographs of all the small things along the way. The mosaic benches, the oak leaves that cling to the street trees, the seed pods, the puddles that reflect the brick buildings. It was a nice, relaxing way to spend a few hours.

1.18.2016

Snow falling...



Snow falling on a street in Ellensburg brings to life the small details. The lovely shape of the tree. The carved pediment above the doorway, freshly painted. The harmony of colors, brick and paint. The reflections in windows.

If you stop to look carefully, you'll see much more than just an old building. It's one reason I love architecture.

7.01.2014

Hometown tourist

When was the last time you played tourist in your home town? We love a lot of the typical touristy sights in Seattle, so I guess you could say that we do play tourist. But we don't stray from those favorite places often. So today, when Natalie and Anton asked us to come do the Seattle Underground Tour with them, we said "Sure!"

We've spent plenty of time in Pioneer Square, but have never done the Underground Tour. Isn't that silly? It's one of the must-do things in Seattle, and I've always been curious, but we never took the time. I'm so glad we did.


OK, a tiny bit of history is in order here. Seattle burned to the ground back in 1879, thanks to a careless worker who left a pot of glue heating on a stove. It boiled over and set wood shavings on fire, then the wood building, then the next wood building, then the next. And so on, until the entire business district turned to ash.

So here was Seattle, at a crossroads as it were. The business owners wanted to rebuild and start making money again, and the city wanted to do a little earth-moving to make a bigger area to rebuild the city on, and also a higher one, to keep Elliott Bay from flooding the city twice a day at high tide. This involved actually washing down a few steep hills into the low-lying area of the city, using hydraulic water hoses. It was ingenious and destructive; read "Skid Road" by Murray Morgan for all the humorous (and not so humorous) details.


Both projects got underway at the same time, and eventually they ran into a snag:  the new brick and stone buildings were in the way of the dirt being sluiced down the hills. So the city made a proclamation (or maybe an ordinance): the new buildings could stand, but they had to have entryways on both the first and second floors. While the owners worked on that, the city built walls around every city block, four feet wide at the bottom, two feet at the top. And they filled in the streets up to the top of the walls. And business went on as usual.

Below the street level, there were shops and banks and other businesses, accessed by sidewalks that ran around the building. It can't have been pleasant for the shoppers, as the only way to get to them was to climb up or down ladders. Just imagine climbing a ladder in a corset and long skirt!

Down under the sidewalks, there are still doorways, brick walls, windows and doors, carved wooden columns, even a toilet and sink, set high above the original floor (another problem with the early sewer system was the unfortunate effect of the tide: when the tide came in, it backflushed the lines, and toilets were known to turn into geysers. Putting the toilets on pedestals, like this one, didn't work).




Eventually, after numerous accidents involving things falling off wagons and crashing down on the people below, the city covered the open sidewalks with cool barrel-vaulted brick ceilings, many with skylights made from glass blocks, to let some light into the underground areas. Look down as you walk the streets of the lower part of the city, and you'll see grids of amethyst glass blocks in the sidewalks.




The tour was fun and interesting, and our guide was a kick. She told us that 38 city blocks had walls built around them, and there is much more to the Underground than most people will ever see. Some have modern shops and businesses, most are abandoned and derelict. Our tour took us to the Underground area around three buildings in Pioneer Square, ending up below the Pioneer Building, where we started.




It was a fun day in the city. We walked down to the waterfront, up the steps to the Pike Place Market, and tried to get into the Owl & Thistle for their famous fish and chips, but all the bars in town were full of soccer fans, watching Team USA making their bid for a spot for the World Cup.

Instead, we ate gyros at a Mediterranean restaurant near Occidental Park, and after lunch we did another thing on my list of Seattle tourist stops: the Yukon Gold Rush National Historic Park, at the southern edge of the Pioneer Square district.

9.18.2009

Main Street USA

They're new, the bright sandwich boards on street corners throughout Kent. These are reminders that Kent isn't just Kent Station, the fancy new shopping district on the north edge of town. To me, they're reminders that Kent is one of the lucky historic towns that still retains its original downtown. Follow the arrows and you'll discover tree-lined streets, corner benches, murals, and brick storefronts with restaurants and shops and antique stores.



As you walk the streets of Downtown Kent, you'll also discover hidden parks: we have a beautiful Japanese garden, a rose garden, and numerous pocket parks. My favorites are two brilliant green parks along the railroad tracks, across from the original train depot. I try to spend my lunch hours here. In all seasons, there are small things to enjoy. Roses in bloom, leaves turning fall colors, ducks and their babies enjoying the pond.




Like most towns these days, Kent is ringed by strip malls and freeways, fast food and car dealerships. It's sometimes hard to see past these distractions. But if you look closely, and take the time to follow the signs, you won't be disappointed.

7.30.2009

Staying Cool... the Fun Way

Kent has a new city plaza, which is full of fountains, and it draws the local kids like a magnet. Today I spent my lunch hour there, on the sidelines, just to enjoy the fun and photograph it. The kids were so entranced, they never even noticed me. It's the perfect place for kids of all ages to hang out and get cool on our hot summer days.


My favorite water feature is this huge marble, about 4 feet across, which rotates in its own pool. The boys were trying to jump up on it and make it move, and this little girl was happy just to splash.

A favorite technique is to hover over one of the fountains, and wait for it to start up. One little boy waited patiently for his favorite fountain, then giggled and ran around when it soaked him.

Next time you're in Kent, check it out. The plaza is just a block south of the Kent Station parking garage, and across from the Kent library. Sharing space on the plaza is the antique Morford family carousel, another special feature worth checking out.