September 30, 2011, Washington, DC: I’m heading back to Chicago today, back to one of my former hometowns. Like the photo taken in my old Chicago apartment pictured above, my recollections of this city are bright and welcoming and familiar and textured. The Chicago I know includes that one-of-a-kind second story apartment off Armitage St.
September 29, 2011, Washington, DC: I fell asleep. During last night’s rain delay of the Orioles-Red Sox game, I fell asleep and missed those final explosive and unexpected twists that have propelled us into postseason 2011. Instead I’ve woken up to the headlines. “Shameful Red Sox Made Unwanted History“, from The Boston Globe. “Seasons Change in a
September 26, 2011, Washington, DC: Imagine a neighborhood where one home after the next is thoughtfully designed to minimize its impact on the environment. Where every house is affordable and innovative. Where houses are built from sustainable materials, like wood harvested from the local forest, or out of old shipping containers that were going to waste.
September 24, 2011, Washington, DC: Our neighborhood Main Street three blocks from the apartment is up-and-at-’em early this morning, and not only because this area is full of children and dogs. Today is our own fall festival, one of many marking September in Washington. This morning we are showing off Barracks Row as it was always
September 23, 2011, Washington, DC: Great birthday party, great sunset last night at Yards Park. The redevelopment of this neighborhood by Nationals Park and the Navy Yard is really coming along. With people increasingly coming here for celebrations like Capital Bikeshare’s Thursday birthday party, the waterfront park and its unique design elements are surely coming to
September 20, 2011, Washington, DC: Do you hear that? The sound of bicycle pedals revolving? A revolution is indeed underway. It’s getting cooler and cooler to walk around town with a helmet strapped to your purse. Of all places, I’m proud to say that Washington, so often seen as behind the eight ball, is in
September 18, 2011, Washington, DC: It’s festival month in Washington, but yesterday’s festival on H St. NE blew the rest of them out of the water. There’s a few reasons why… -The timing. Yesterday’s festival showcased H St. NE at an optimal time in a dramatic neighborhood transformation. Ten years from now, it’s easy to imagine
September 14, 2011, Washington, DC: Perfect timing. I’m going camping today. For a few days, I’ll be a bit more unplugged, a little less aware of time and numbers. I’ll also be getting reacquainted with a place I used to live that I haven’t much mentioned: my little old tent. At what point does a
September 13, 2011, Washington, DC: I’m going through a phase where everything seems very measured. Not in a slow-and-steady-wins-the-race sort of way, but in an everything-feels-over-calculated sort of way. It’s getting on my nerves. Remember playing in the park and spending time just dawdling before our phones got so smart? Before we had phones? When
September 10, 2011, Washington, DC: This morning we visited Old Town Alexandria in northern Virginia for the King St. Art Festival. Alexandria’s festival is one of many September festivals in the regional lineup, and seeing so many people out and about today was an especially happy sight. Evident from the festival to the Mount Vernon
September 8, 2011, Washington, DC: The third day of an extraordinarily sopping rain seems like a good time for a nod to our neighborhood libraries. Libraries are ideal shelters on days like today, when nothing sounds better than hunkering down with a good book. But here is my hushed confession about libraries: I have completely taken them for granted.
September 7, 2011, Washington, DC: My apartment in Washington is decorated with cowboy hats and photographs of my travels in the mountains and on the coast. I live in a city full of gardeners and cyclists and environmentalists who demonstrate that it’s green to live small in the city. On occasion, I listen to country
September 4, 2011, Washington, DC: Unlike Eastern Market, Adams Morgan is not a neighborhood that’s associated with mornings. Nightlife reigns in Adams Morgan, with a strip of bars and restaurants along 18th St. NW continuously drawing a rowdy weekend crowd of college students and 20-somethings. Until people are awake and ready for brunch, Adams Morgan is relatively quiet.
September 3, 2011, Washington, DC: Wouldn’t you love to have a home with a sleeping porch? As nights cool off during late summer and early fall, it seems it would be impossible to have a bad night’s sleep out there. Last Labor Day weekend, I spent the weekend on a sleeping porch in Westport, Mass., while