Victorian Christmas

The holiday decorations have begun going up, honoring a fine tradition in this enveloping long early winter darkness of decorating our houses. While out for a walk today in the old Alkali Flat neighborhood of downtown Sacramento, I came across this beauty, pure Victorian charm. Nothing so says Old-Time Christmas like an Old Victorian, especially one behind a White Picket Fence. 

Deck the Walls With Creeping Fig

Several years ago my wife planted creeping fig on the side of our house and gave a whole new dimension to typical beige suburban stucco. It's a pain sometimes to trim and keep in shape, but the beauty is awesome. She's really got a knack for that.

Downtown today, I gazed at the same designer tactic in a commercial setting. Here below is the same creeping fig covering an entire side of the Clarion Hotel. It really gives the place a flair of downtown classic that it might not have otherwise. 

And here below is the city parking garage across the street. I remember it being built when I began working in downtown Sacramento in 2001. Now look at the place a decade later, covered in Ivy. It's picking up that leafy Sacramento ambience.

(Incidentally, as I took these pictures a guy walked up, starting chatting me up and showed me a driver's license from Canton, Ohio. Then he started a story about being here because somebody in the family died and what a nice city, and his three kids were in a car nearby and they didn't have money to eat because somebody was wiring him money in 24 hours. Ironically, I went to high school in Canton, Ohio. I did a dance in my head, ready to pull out $5 and give him the benefit of the doubt. Then I remembered that I've heard varying versions of this story for years. I just didn't trust it. I felt a little guilty and left to get back to work. More than you wanted to know from a site about architectural design, I know. Nice day for a story, though).

Some city worker has to trim this to keep the parking sign showing. Great city.

AND here is our look at home:

Just trimmed at the beginning of November. Note ladder, soon to put up Christmas lights:

City of Trees: November 2011

It's the week before Thanksgiving in Sacramento with leaves heading toward a peak of fall color. I took a walk today at lunch and found this little autumn enhancement at the door to Holy Ascension Russian Orthodox Church. Love this time of year.

Summer of Farmers Markets

One last look back at a California summer, which included a lot of Saturday mornings at Farmer's Markets. This memorable haul of blueberries, strawberries, lettuce, almonds, oranges, tomatoes, onions zucchini and garlic was so lovely I couldn't resist with the camera. Now, looking back, it's a wonderful memory. 

Farmers Markets are among the great places becoming more and more common in the last few years. Among them is a new one in downtown Fremont, Ohio, the county seat where I grew up shopping at Woolworth's, Kresge and Montgomery Ward. My brother sent me a "Dancing in the Streets" flash mob video shot at the market as a publicity stunt. Pretty funny. Anyway, here's to good design and good food!

Civic Amenities, Public Art

This is one of my favorite public art pieces in downtown Sacramento. It's a fountain that also serves as a traffic divider in front of the Sacramento Convention Center.  (Check out the stealth fashionable "hipster doofus" glasses). Cheerful antidote to all the serious policy discussions going on in buildings all around this art.

Soups in the City

I was out walking at lunchtime, turned a corner and came upon an advertisement for chicken soup. A true testament to the elegant nature of simplicity.

Autumn Light

After a long summer in California, autumn is here with the sun low on the horizon and the light soft and special. For several days now in late October, I've noticed the 5 p.m. twilight shades of Blessed Sacrament Cathedral as I come through the trees walking toward Regional Transit's Cathedral Square light rail stop. Simultaneously, the bell tower chimes five times, creating a sense of well being and beauty in the city at the end of another day in the office.

The cathedral is an historical gem in downtown Sacramento, built by Irish Bishop Patrick Manogue who had worked as a laborer in the mines of the Gold Rush. He built a treasure within shouting distance of the state Capitol building, which is a beauty in itself. 

I was a bit early for my Meadowview-bound train so I took some shots of Blessed Sacrament while I waited. I've talked before in this blog about church designs often being symbolic of our highest aspirations. This classic example of California's cathedrals proves it well.