Rochester, New York. Photo from Wiki.
What better way to get to know a new home place than to imagine it as a case study for examining the next city?
Here we are in our new neighborhood, and in between fresh paint, endless trips to the hardware store, and nearly daily (but very enjoyable) snow shoveling, I [...]
Archive for the ‘A Town Square’ Category
Deliberating
Posted in A Town Square on April 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Called to jury duty this week. While we’re gone, feel free have a look around.
For loyal readers, I have collected the four posts on Vernacular Urbanism, and published them in a little 30 page paperback book, which is available for purchase. Go to www.blurb.com, and search for the title “Vernacular Urbanism and the Next City.” [...]
On the Road
Posted in A Town Square, tagged streetcar on July 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Seattle Streetcar.
Seattle, Portland, Salem, and the Oregon Coast for a terrific week with family. Back the week of the 8th of July. Stay tuned.
Portland Streetcar.
Salem, Oregon Streetcar.
Oregon Coast.
More shortly.
The Golden Hour
Posted in A Town Square on June 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Every spring we greedily enjoy the brief span of time between the end of winter’s chill, and the onset of Washington’s breathtaking combination of summer heat, humidity, and ferocious mosquitoes. This span of time is brief – 6 to 8 weeks tops – and it is now coming to an abrupt end, but it is [...]
Memorial Day Weekend in Washington, 2008
Posted in A Town Square on May 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In the midst of a cool and damp spring, (we are grateful, after last year’s drought) came yesterday – a perfectly gorgeous day this Memorial Day weekend. And so we gardened, and then hopped on our bicycles to see what was going on in our city.
First we went down to the Mall and stood for [...]
The Memory of Distant Cities
Posted in A Town Square on May 25, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The Rossio, Lisbon
This morning we are in the studio, writing and catching up before we venture out into our city on a gorgeous spring day. We chat back and forth, and I tell Amy that where I would like to be today is Lisbon, strolling the city and sitting in a cafe near the Rossio. [...]









