Somerville is planting trees! The city took out so many in the last few years because of the emerald ash borer, I am glad to see they are making good on their promise to make up the numbers. On our street we counted one Jefferson elm—a cultivar I hadn't known existed, descended from one tree on the National Mall with a natural resistance to Dutch elm disease—one Red Sunset maple, one October Glory maple, and one Wildfire sweet gum, which ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch not unreasonably thinks sounds like a strain of weed. All were fluttering with little labels as in an arboretum and tagged with QR codes exhorting the passerby to adopt the tree. I feel protective about the little elm already.
strange_complex provided invaluable assistance in deciphering the ghost sign on the side of the Knights of Malta Hall on Medford Street, which we now believe to have belonged to a "Sheraton Upholstering Co." I couldn't photograph it without the rustier, more overgrown end of the sign flattening out in the late afternoon sun, but Rob was confident about the triple circle of the G-C-O. Thrashing around in the badly scanned archives of the Boston Globe confirmed the address.
I will have to go back for a better portrait of the building itself, with its green bronze pediment and red brick and sandstone arches; it was built in 1896 and it probably won't get knocked down by the GLX, but they said that about the Reid & Murdock Warehouse, too.a_reasonable_man found a wonderful photo from the 1920's or '30's when it housed the Fisher Business College and the street-level retail had not all been bricked up.
Rob took another plague-masked portrait of me when we got home. I changed over from my leather jacket last week because the weather was finally warming; this afternoon was hot as summer. People walk around in masks and gloves and sleeveless shirts. I am trying to figure out if it is even possible for me to walk safely to the sea.
choco_frosh bought me a digital copy of the Mountain Goats' Songs for Pierre Chuvin (2020), a lo-fi Panasonic album with classical themes as in the earliest days of the band, and I am enjoying it very much.
spatch not unreasonably thinks sounds like a strain of weed. All were fluttering with little labels as in an arboretum and tagged with QR codes exhorting the passerby to adopt the tree. I feel protective about the little elm already.strange_complex provided invaluable assistance in deciphering the ghost sign on the side of the Knights of Malta Hall on Medford Street, which we now believe to have belonged to a "Sheraton Upholstering Co." I couldn't photograph it without the rustier, more overgrown end of the sign flattening out in the late afternoon sun, but Rob was confident about the triple circle of the G-C-O. Thrashing around in the badly scanned archives of the Boston Globe confirmed the address.
I will have to go back for a better portrait of the building itself, with its green bronze pediment and red brick and sandstone arches; it was built in 1896 and it probably won't get knocked down by the GLX, but they said that about the Reid & Murdock Warehouse, too.
a_reasonable_man found a wonderful photo from the 1920's or '30's when it housed the Fisher Business College and the street-level retail had not all been bricked up.Rob took another plague-masked portrait of me when we got home. I changed over from my leather jacket last week because the weather was finally warming; this afternoon was hot as summer. People walk around in masks and gloves and sleeveless shirts. I am trying to figure out if it is even possible for me to walk safely to the sea.
choco_frosh bought me a digital copy of the Mountain Goats' Songs for Pierre Chuvin (2020), a lo-fi Panasonic album with classical themes as in the earliest days of the band, and I am enjoying it very much.
