Work Ethic!

This is an image of the pants of a maybe twentyish African-American man walking along Howard Street today.

I remarked aloud, saying, “Oh, cool!”, he stopped and looked at me quizzically, then I said I am a painter, too.

I asked if I could take a photo for my blog, to which he answered, “Sure, why not?”

As we shook hands and parted ways, he turned back and said, " You know, every spot is money!"

As we shook hands and parted ways, he turned back and said,
” You know, every spot is money!”

I have a feeling he will ‘climb the ladder’ quite easily in this world with his great attitude toward work!

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Some neighborhood oddities

Sure, every neighborhood has some odd things about it…I guess they go along with the odd people. For instance:

On Sunday, I left through the back door of my building to go for a walk, and this huge piece of ice was propped up against the neighbor's fence!  No idea where it came from, unless someone poured buckets of water out their window onto the covered Dumpster out back...but people will do strange things.  Yesterday, it was totally cracked, at the very bottom of our back steps!  Someone Wanted an accident to happen, that's for certain.

On Sunday, I left through the back door of my building to go for a walk, and this huge piece of ice was propped up against the neighbor’s fence! No idea where it came from, unless someone poured buckets of water out their window onto the covered Dumpster out back…but people will do strange things. Yesterday, it was totally cracked into pieces, at the very bottom of our back steps! Someone wanted an accident to happen, that’s for certain.

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This finely-constructed old house is several blocks up Sheridan Road, on a valuable 'corner lot', no less!  I call it 'The Mold House'--why?  Because in the six years I've lived here, nothing has been done by the owners to abate the heavy mold growth on the soffits.  It's even advancing down the outer walls!  Odd to me, because if I owned that property, I would have begun doing something about the mold long ago--it's unhealthy!

This finely-constructed old house is several blocks up Sheridan Road, on a valuable ‘corner lot’, no less! I call it ‘The Mold House’–why? Because in the six years I’ve lived here, nothing has been done by the owners to abate the heavy mold growth under the eaves. It’s even advancing down the outer walls! Odd to me, because if I owned that property, I would have begun doing something about the mold long ago–it’s unhealthy!

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This home is quite stately, with deep red brick and lots of black wrought iron over the Palladian windows.  It has a nicely kept yard and looks as is the owners truly care about their home, which looks as if it was built around the late 1920s.  I take exception with the 'flying gargoyle' hanging from the drainpipe--what were they thinking?

This home on Howard Street is quite large and stately, with deep red brick and lots of black wrought iron over the Palladian windows. It has a nicely kept yard and looks as is the owners truly care about their home, which looks as if it was built around the late 1920s. I take exception with the ‘flying gargoyle’ hanging from the drainpipe–WHAT were they thinking?

This tiny tree…

…sits on the window sill of a local restaurant named “Jamaican Jerk”…I’ve had some of their food in the past, and it IS delicious!

It looks to be hand-made, and I feel it's a perfect symbol for this, the "Season of Giving"!

It looks to be hand-made; I feel it’s a perfect symbol for this, the “Season of Giving”!

Anticipation

 

It’s a tiny green space, next to the Red Line “L” tracks, just south of Howard Street here in Chicago.  Leonard Dubkin Park has seen many late night and early day drinkers,  any number of druggies, and many who let their apartment-dogs run here.

Apparently, much will change this spring, as these raised beds , as well as a gate, have been installed.  Though I was taught to ‘never assume’, it seems a fence will be placed around the beds.

It’s nice, whoever had this idea.  We all need to understand just where food comes from, don’t we?  With a huge amount of watchfulness, I hope these beds produce heavily for those who have invested their labor, as there are THOSE, in this northernmost neighborhood of Chicago, who seem to thrive on vandalism.