August 15, 2008

August Ambles

Artistic Advertising

Door

Elizabeth Fraser is a prolific neighborhood artist, whose home also serves as an art gallery. The wonderful palette on her front door defines the building's interior.

She has wonderful openings, delightful art, and is an asset to the area.

Beautiful Window Boxes

Windowboxes

I've enjoyed these lovely window box displays for the past several years, and have complimented the owner when I meet her as she's walking her dogs.

This is the first time I'd been able to take a photograph that was acceptable to me. It seems that whenever I'd passed by with my camera previously, the light was never quite right.

Stonewall

The couple living in this house have also done amazing things with stones in their garden. I've watched their hard work and have admired their diligence and artistic ability. It's always a joy to walk past their home.

Shocking Arrest of Daisy Duck

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When I looked at the police department's arrest log for the week of 7/23/2008 to 7/31/2008, I was stunned to see the name of "Duck, Daisy" under the column headed "Arrestee Name." I pick up these arrest logs each Friday, check them over the weekend, and highlight the ones that might produce an interesting story for The West End NEWS. On Monday mornings I talk to the person assigned with the task of dealing with the media regarding these issues, and hopefully by the end of that conversation I have at least one story to write up.

Daisy Duck was arrested on July 31 at 11:03 in the morning for "Criminal/Traffic/Civil/Offenses." Her home address was given as Portland and her age was 58. Daisy lied about her age, because she was actually born in 1940, so she chopped ten years off to reach that number.

Daisy Duck was one of my childhood "friends," along with Donald and the rest of the clan. I actually pulled out the Portland telephone directory, to see if there is anyone with that name residing here. There wasn't. But in relaying this event to friends in Philly, I've discovered that there are two people down there with the last name of "Duck." One is Donald and the other is Joseph; however, there are no Ducks in Portland, Maine.

I noticed that there was no name listed for the arresting officer, which caused me to think that someone might have added the name as a joke.

When I delved a bit further into the entry, the person I deal with regarding these matters said: "Oh, I see the case number isn't a valid one. The number for this is much higher than any numbers we use." He said the narrative stated that Daisy had caused a disturbance at the farmers' market.

He then postulated that during computer training for the managing information system (MIS), where names, charges, and other information are entered during practice sessions, this particular entry had somehow gotten into the actual arrest log.

First I thought it might have been done just to test me, to see if I would notice it. It's all about me, you know! That wasn't the case in this situation.

My Peach Lover Poses

Approach

That darling woodchuck still can't resist his peaches. I haven't eaten a peach in a long time because they taste like cardboard to me. But I'm always purchasing peaches at the supermarket for Woody.

Success

He's grabbed it! He usually won't eat it outside if I'm around. He brings it into his home and then he'll leave the pit near his front door. And a nice, clean pit it is.

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This is our third year together. He looks a lot plumper than he did last year. He has to really squeeze himself back into his entrance, which is what he's doing in the picture above.

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This was taken the next day. We were just looking at one another. There's a peach outside, which isn't in the photo. He's trying to decide whether he should come out to retrieve it or if he should just wait for me to go away.

He stayed with his head by the entrance for about 20 minutes and then backed off. I waited a bit longer and then left. The next time I came back, the peach had disappeared.

What's Wrong with This Lighter?

Lighter

There's not a thing wrong with its lighting capacity. But the spelling does leave a lot to be desired. It should be "KENNEBUNKPORT." It was a gift, and it's quite a collector's item.

"art of the month club" Origami

Crane

The mailing this month contained this lovely origami crane, accompanied by a sheet of instructions.

Instructions

There were also three pieces of paper included in the mailing, which are to be used to make cranes.

At the top of the page it says: "According to legend, if you make a wish and fold one thousand paper cranes, the wish will come true."

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I certainly have a long way to go in order to get my wish, but there's no rush.

June 29, 2008

It's June in Maine

Old Port Festival

The first Sunday in June is always the day for the Old Port festival, a wonderful downtown tradition.

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This year's weather was perfect! The parade by the Shoestring Theater, headed by Nance Parker, was well attended and much enjoyed.

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There was also a petting zoo.

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A Bit of Country in the City

A neighbor of mine has created a wonderful pond in her backyard. It's deep enough for a frog to hibernate in over the winter.

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This bullfrog is quite happy with his new digs.

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Chickens

She also has three chickens, who seem to be quite content in their new urban setting.

House Portraits

I've been doing scratchboard house portraits the past few months. It's a lot of fun doing my artwork, and I really enjoy when the owners pick up the pictures. They've all been quite happy with the representation of their homes, so that pleases me, in turn.

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Praying Mantis Babies

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The specks in that container are baby praying mantises; they'd hatched two days prior to my taking this shot.

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My young friends Andrew and Henry are in charge of this nature experiment. They'd sent away for a praying mantis egg case that had instructions about what to do after the eggs hatched, which was supposed to be in about four to six weeks. Andrew had just about given up hope after eight weeks of waiting, when they hatched the following day.

The egg case is the round brown object on the stick, toward the right. The mantises are eating aphids until they go out into the garden to start working there. Some of them have already been released into the garden at the boys' home and some will go to the community garden they participate in.

I hadn't seen one of these insects since I've been living in Maine. I had been quite excited when one appeared in my Philadelphia garden.

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Another City Bird

Pigeon

This pigeon has made a nest in a wonderful spot.

june "art of the month club"

Gardenart

It was exciting to receive my June envelope, with an apology for being late; May never produced an "art of the month" mailing.

Enjoy

As you can see, there was a charming little envelope decorated by hand, which contained flower seeds. I planted them immediately. I'll be checking them often and will take pictures of whatever sprouts in the area I've placed them.

If you click on these two photos to enlarge them, you can read about the guest artist.Guestartist It's pretty funny. Indexcard

May 24, 2008

Spring Things

April "art of the month" Mail

Cardbook

My art of the month arrival was quite exciting. It must have taken a long time to put all of these pages together into this little fold-out book. The drawings were a compilation of the postcards people were asked to send back in March, when we were told to draw something that we loved.

The dinosaur at the end is my favorite thing from the entries that were received. He's quite spectacular!

Birds in Eaves

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I discovered where some sparrows are living. They have a nice eave to call home. They don't need much space for getting in and out. I'd be curious to see what the interior looks like, whether they've built an actual nest in there.

I'll never know.

Bird

This is another eave where birds can be seen going in and out. This house is on the same street as the previous one.

I hope you're able to see the small sparrow that's nestled into the corner of the eave.

Fiddlers in the Park

Fiddlers

The dog in the forefront is being well entertained by these two people. They were terrific! What a pleasure it was to walk into the park and listen to their music.

Here We Go Again!

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This was the first time I've seen Woody this season. This will be our third year of "togetherness." He's looking good. The violets are starting to open now. I remember last year he waited until they had all appeared, had gotten nice and large, and then he just ate each and every flower. More power to him! I certainly don't begrudge him his meals of violets, even though they are one of my favorite flowers. He does allow me to enjoy them before he starts munching, however.

St. Lawrence Reduces Its Size

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Stainedglass

The stained glass is being removed from the historic St. Lawrence Church. Part of the building is in a dangerous condition and must be taken down.

The stones have been numbered so that some time in the future, that portion of the building will be able to get restored to its original beauty. It's quite sad to see part of that important structure removed. It's such an integral part of the neighborhood, something you're used to seeing.

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After that portion is all gone, I'll still have my beautiful etching of the church, done by Ron Slater, a most talented man.

Around the Corner

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This sweet garden ornament lives around the corner, and this odd monkey sculpture also adorns the same garden.

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Otto

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I met Otto, the albino ferret, when I was taking an early evening walk. He lives right on my block, although I'd never seen him out. I was told that he's a little depressed lately, since his brother Potto died.

Mother's Day Flowers

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Flowers are always such a welcome gift, no matter what the occasion is. These lasted a very long time. Now I have the greens in the same vase, with some fragrant lilacs.

Bzzzz

Bee

I noticed this bumblebee resting on a daylily leaf when I went to put something into the compost bin. I went in to get my camera, thinking it would probably be gone by the time I got back. He must have been very tired from all his pollen gathering, because he was still in the same spot, waiting to have his portrait taken.

Welcome Visitor

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I don't know bird calls, but when I heard a sound that was not the usual bird, that much I was aware of. I ran to the window and saw this cardinal walking around on the bricks in the patio.

For about ten days, at differing times, I'd hear him and go to the window to watch him. He hasn't been here for the past several days and I do wish he'd return.

January 15, 2008

Ending a Year, Starting a Year

Who Are Your Favorite People?

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My friend Kate O'Halloran gave me this delightful little gift on the way to the party that is the next subject.

It's just too precious to hang in my car, so I placed it on a wall in my kitchen. What a perfect item for the "police-beat" reporter for The West End NEWS!

I felt I had to share it with some of the police personnel that I deal with on a regular basis, and sent the photo off to a few of them. Detective Sergeant Robert Martin, a highly-decorated officer with many commendations and citations, who also possesses a finely-honed wit, responded with the following e-mail.

"That is funny. It probably won't get you out of a ticket but it might get your window broken."

It was excellent cautionary advice from one who knows what he's talking about.

Here's the back of the air freshener; it's a little badge.

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Glitter Party

Blouse

I was invited to a solstice party on December 22, hosted by Hannah Holmes and John Dorvee, which happened to be—you got it—the solstice! Everyone attending was supposed to wear something that glittered. The sequined "butterfly" above is the blouse I wore. It was a good choice. I was the "glitteriest" person there. I thought I might be.

One of the men there, who admired my shiny blouse, after hearing me make mention of my leopard-skin tuxedo jacket, said he'd like to come to my home and see my wardrobe closet. That jacket was purchased for my "dinosaur" party, a terrific event, with a magician, and of course lots of good food and great company.

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Tuxedo

[rear view of tuxedo jacket]

Several of my parties wound up with titles as a way of distinguishing them: There was the dinosaur party, held at the Ethical Society of Philadelphia; the bumblebee party; the dog- fight party; the gun-that-went-off party. I'll just mention that it was a tavern owner whose gun went off while showing it to someone in my kitchen. Scary! Unknown to me, he was holstered up with three weapons; one across his chest (.45); one at his waist (.38); and one on his ankle (.22). There were three unarmed off-duty officers (two of them a married couple) in attendance at that one, one of whom left immediately. The others remained and the rest of the people at the party thought that a firecracker had gone off in the kitchen. The gun-toting friend was removed from my party list after that event.

I just went to check my e-mail and one had come in a couple of minutes ago from the detective whose wife (now ex-wife) whisked him out of my house right after the gun went off. The bullet landed in the kitchen door jamb and I never removed it, as a reminder of how very lucky I was that night.

These guys must know that I'm writing about them. I checked my e-mail once again, and had one from the officer whose wife (also a police officer) did not drag him out the front door of my home.

Memories, memories, now back to the solstice event. Then the man who was interested in my clothing, proposed to me. I'd be happy to have him come over and look into my closet, but as far as marriage, "been there; done that"; x 2! That was enough for me. Some people just aren't marriage material, and I think I'm one of those. I love men, I just don't love being married to any of them.

More Glitter—on Flowers

Glitter

Folks, do you see those shiny spots on the flowers that look like sequins? It's glitter! This is almost as bad as those donut peaches I wrote about many months ago. Why would anyone need to put glitter on flowers?

Old Port Fight

Three young suburban men in their twenties, no doubt buoyed by high levels of alcohol and testosterone, were engaging in fisticuffs in the middle of the street, a quarter after the hour of the closing of the local drinking establishments.

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A Portland Police Department sergeant on routine patrol, after viewing the scene, brought his vehicle to a halt and ordered the combatants to cease and desist. One of the men heeded the command but the other two, somewhat in lack of good sense, were bent on finishing what they had started.

The pummeler on top was arrested and charged with assault and the pummelee was arrested and charged with disorderly conduct.

One can only hope they were pleased with their accommodations at the Cumberland County Jail, whereby they would be able to contemplate the result of their foolishness in quiet reverie, and possibly forge some worthwhile New Year’s resolutions based on the evening’s events.

Safe Sex Isn't Free

On New Year's Day at three o'clock in the afternoon, a twenty-four-year-old person of the male persuasion, catering to his libidinous urges, entered a Rite Aid drugstore in search of condoms. He is to be commended for his desire to have safe sex; however, he either didn't want to pay the price of the aforementioned items, or couldn't afford to. Whatever.

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He was seen stealing condoms, police were called, and the guy was arrested for theft. We can only hope that his detainment didn't last long enough to prevent him from purchasing those same items and having a better start to the new year.

And He Had . . . What?

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A guy goes into a Big Apple at 11:30 in the evening. He's wearing a ski mask (but after all, it is Maine) and after being aggressive toward the staff, refuses to leave the premises.

An employee promptly called for the help of the men in blue and upon their arrival the prominent feature pertaining to this 45-year-old man was a wooden handle protruding from his left jacket pocket.

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Guess what? Upon the removal of the wood from the pocket, it was discovered to have a steak knife attached to it. The gentleman was relieved of said item before being transported to jail and charged with carrying a concealed weapon and criminal trespass.

Owl Takes Up Residence in Neighborhood

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A magnificent barred owl took up residence around the corner in a giant fir tree for several days. I was hoping it might be a more permanent move, that I might be able to visit it and take photos on a daily basis.

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Barred owls and spotted owls are very similar in appearance. Barred owls live in the eastern portion of the country and spotted owls' habitats are in the western parts of the United States.

He's gone! I'm going to keep checking out that tree though, hoping to see him once again. It certainly was a winter treat.

Reckless Conduct, Snow, and Ice: A Bad Combination

We've had a lot of snow and ice in Portland, more than the usual amount. People here usually don't turn the snow and ice into weapons.

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But that's what occurred when police responded to a call after being notified that a man was throwing large chunks of ice and snow into the street directly in front of passing vehicles, causing them to either swerve or slam on their brakes.

When Officer Kent Porter arrived at the scene at three in the afternoon he saw pieces of ice in the street that were so large they could have caused serious bodily injury or damage to property.

Officer Porter, a gentleman with a pleasant demeanor, explained the reason he was asking the 53-year-old Portland man to stop this particular activity. The guy's response was "Get a life!" And then he threw a large shovelful of ice and snow at the policeman.

The officer, who has a very nice life, part of which is protecting the public from jackasses such as this, decided it was time for this man to take a short ride to the jail. He was charged with reckless conduct and disorderly conduct.

December 21, 2007

'Tis the Season

My Latest Toy

Monster

I'm a child at heart. I love toys. I think that's one of the best things about being grown up, that I can buy anything I want for myself.

This little felt "monster" came from the Filament Gallery on Congress Street, run by Jill Dalton and Ernest Paterno. I've bought quite a few things there since they opened several years ago.

This is an argon sculpture created by Ernie, who does marvelous things with glass. It's a wonderful addition to my home, hanging on a wall in the living room.

Argon

And this delightful clock was also created by him.

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A Beautiful Dog

Loki

This is Loki, an Akita. In Norse legend, Loki is the trickster god. A young man who lives around the corner owns Loki, and I met them in the park at the top of North Street.

Crushed Mail

This is a mail slot; a big one.

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It's on the outside of the front door. It is eleven inches wide. I had it put in when I first bought this house (which I no longer own, although I still live here). I put in a large mail slot because transcripts were coming to me from a court stenographer in Philadelphia several times a week. I'd proofread them as soon as they arrived, make corrections, and drive them down to the post office so that the turnaround time would be fast.

There were also mailboxes on the front of the building, and the mailman was so clever he knew not to try and stuff a large envelope into a small mailbox. He really had an understanding of size and visual perspective. It helps in that line of work.

This is what the mail slot looks like on the inside of the door. It's still eleven inches wide!

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The mail carrier who delivers to our building normally places the mail on a chair inside the hallway. I then sort it out for the three apartments and place the mail on the appropriate steps for floor 2 and floor 3. It works very well. The mailboxes outside are a little too small, especially when folks are dealing with Netflix.

I can always tell when we have a substitute delivering our mail. This is what the mail looks like on those occasions. This is my mailbox. Nicely done, isn't it?

Mailbox

This is what confronted me the other day when I stepped outside because I realized the mail hadn't been left on the chair. The young man who lives on the third floor was going out at the same time and when he saw my mailbox he said "What is wrong with this person?"

There was more than just cramming wrong with that person. I don't get Netflix; that was for James, who had just commented on my mailbox's appearance. So what was wrong was that the person either didn't know how to read or just didn't bother. And sometimes it's windy on the hill. Things might blow out of a mailbox loaded up like this. But who cares? Not that particular mail carrier, evidently. C'est la vie.

"Everybody Knows Marge" Birthday Mouse Pad

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This was a most clever gift from my friend Kate. She got the idea after I'd told her about the handsome young man I'd been chatting with at the crazy carrots stand, which I'd written about a few weeks ago. He knew who I was and I didn't know who he was. When I'd asked how he knew me he said "Everybody knows Marge."

Kate thought that was pretty funny (and so did I), and she made this mouse pad to commemorate that statement. The flames are like the ones on my FlameMobile. It's all connected in one big circle.

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Lots of December Snow

Qstreet

This was our first snowfall this December. It brought eight inches of whiteness and our first parking ban of the season. A few days later we got another four inches, and yesterday we got about a foot. That's a lot of snow for December. It's snowing again today and we may get another six to ten inches. It certainly seems as though we will have a white Christmas, which most people in Maine yearn for.

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It's quite lovely to look at; driving is another thing entirely. And walking is quite another matter.

Seasonal Sweater

Sweater

My son and daughter-in-law (Marc and Maria) got me this sweater a few years ago. I always look forward to wearing it. It is really warm. I've worn it when the temperature was only in the teens, as it was the other day, and it's fine. I get many compliments whenever I wear this. People stop me and say how much they like the sweater. And that's not just women. Many men make comments also. It's a garment that makes people smile, which is a very good thing.

Last year I decided that I could wear the sweater as long as there was snow on the ground. It's a winter sweater, not just one for Christmas. I think there's also a dreidel in one of those gift boxes.

Christmas at Police Headquarters

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This is Deputy Chief Joe Loughlin with his boxer, PT. Joe (coauthor of Finding Amy) says the dog is "brave, trustworthy, loyal, helpful, courteous, and kind." He looks quite regal also. I would say that Joe has the same qualities. They're well paired.

Cheery Sun

Sun

Nance Parker, of the Shoestring Theater, had an exhibit of her paintings and some craft items this past weekend. I went for this papier-mâché sun in a big way and had to bring it home with me.

I've hung it on the outside of the bathroom door. I can see it when I'm working at the kitchen table and I'm really enjoying its bright personality.

Merry Christmas!

Tree

December 13, 2007

It's November No More!

What a Great Find!

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I found this in a parking lot. It's two-sided, so I must share the other side with you. The little handle up there actually turns. Quite a clever cardboard whatever.

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Yes, yes, I know it's a drill. I wonder why someone went to all the effort to create this. It's really nicely done. And now it's hanging in the entrance to my kitchen. There's still room left here for something that's this narrow.

Surprise Floral Arrangement

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I was returning from a walk the other day, when my friend Joe called to me. I crossed the street and he sat down on the steps while we chatted.

When I looked to the left, I saw this lovely arrangement of flowers, which Joe said he'd placed there. It was such a pleasant surprise. I might never have noticed it if we hadn't been talking at just that spot.

Pretty Colors

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I may have tortured you with all of my pumpkin photographs, but these colors were so lovely together. Just concentrate on the orange color and forget that it's another pumpkin.

Noel's Impact Felt in Maine

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Although the storm generated by Hurricane Noel was not as bad as our April 16 event, its remnants created winds high enough to snap the mooring line of this sailboat, Molly Waldo. This picture was taken at low tide on Sunday, November 5, around one in the afternoon at the East End beach.

Walking toward the boat, I saw a man and his dog approach it from the other direction. He checked certain things and then walked in my direction. I asked whether he was the owner. He said he was, and that he'd owned the boat for 20 years. He said it looked like it was in good shape, that the only problem would be getting it off the rocks and back into the bay. I expect that will be accomplished within a few days.

Healing Field in Deering Oaks

Flags

I got a call Saturday afternoon from my wonderful neighbors, Bea and Michele. They said "Get your camera and drive over to Deering Oaks. You'll know why we called when you get there."

Exciting! A mystery assignment. Even though I'd already been out and didn't want to leave the house again, I followed their directive. As soon as I approached the park I saw hundreds of flags; and they were large flags.

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The flags were in several locations in the park and it was an impressive display. I ran into a man who knew something about them and was told it was called a Healing Field. The flags are to commemorate Veterans Day, November 11, and it's a national event, sponsored by the American Legion.

Maine is participating by having flags in several locations. There will also be 2,900 flags along the Maine Turnpike and I-95, from Augusta to the New Hampshire border at Kittery. The Deering Oaks display adds over 800 more to that number.

Portland's Official Christmas Tree Arrives

The city's Christmas tree arrived at Monument Square on November 14, accompanied by a police escort. It didn't have far to travel, probably under three miles.

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The tree will be decorated and the lighting will take place the evening after Thanksgiving. It's always an event that's well attended.

It's an impressive sight, watching the crane get the tree aligned and secured in place.

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It will be a cheerful reminder of a pleasant season, when bright decorations are welcome.

Shopping Cart Peeks

Tell the truth now, do you ever glance into other people's shopping carts? I do. I'm always hoping I'll see something fascinating. I decided to bring my camera with me on my trips to the supermarket, just so I'd be ready if something wonderful presented itself.

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This cart falls into that "wonderful" category, as far as I'm concerned. I was at the store a couple of days after Thanksgiving when an announcement was made that all turkeys would be thirty-nine cents a pound until they ran out.

I happened to be right near the turkeys at that time, and two men began hurling turkeys into their carts. They must have had fifteen in each cart. And these turkeys were about twenty pounds apiece. Quite a load!

Another Aspect of Shopping Cart Peeks

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They're darling, aren't they? That's Morgan on the left and Brigid is looking right at us.

You see babies and small children in shopping carts quite often. I have never seen the section or aisle of the market where they're displayed for sale though. I guess I'm just hitting the store at the wrong time, after the children have been put into carts.

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November 08, 2007

Serendipity: Abby Banks and Her Stencil Truck

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I certainly am a fickle bitch. I've fallen in love three times this past season. First the love affair with my garden woodchuck was rekindled, big time! Then I fell for a young skunk residing in my backyard. I can't tell you how many hours I spent waiting for that animal to appear, so that I could take photos of it. And now I've fallen in love with a truck! So . . . have you ever fallen for a truck? When I saw this one parked on my street the other day I was completely smitten. I was on my way to make my weekly pickup from Police Headquarters of the crime stats, for the articles I write in The West End NEWS.

I was driving down the hill at the time and I didn't have my camera with me. I could only hope the vehicle would be there when I returned, which was only going to be a matter of minutes.

The truck was still there when I got back. I rushed into the house, grabbed my camera, and went out to take some photos. I started at the rear, then did the driver's side, the hood, and the passenger side. That side was parked next to the curb so I wasn't able to get a full view of it that day. No matter. I did it in sections.

Why don't you take a little stroll around the truck with me? It's like taking a tour of a piece of sculpture. Here's the driver's side.

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I don't know who this gray creature is, but he has a lot of appeal to me. Looks like he could be a bit vicious if he had to, although his teeth aren't really mean looking. This yellow bug is neat also. And I do like yellow!Yellowbug

This blue animal is interesting. BluecreatureI have no idea whether he's a cartoon character that's well known, or if he's just been placed on the truck by someone who created the design at the spur of the moment. He has lots of personality, regardless of how he came about.

One of the stencil images that's repeated in many locations on the truck is the haunting face of Anne Frank, done in black and white.

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I recognized Frank's face immediately; it gave me chills. It's a beautiful rendition of her likeness. Here are some of the images on the passenger side of this well-decorated vehicle.

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I have no idea who this trio is, but they've been placed on the truck in great style.

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Here's another unknown face that's very well done. BlackmanIf he's anyone you're familiar with, please let me know. The hood had its own story to tell. HoodThere's not much room left for any other decorations. I enjoyed seeing this truck parked across the street, but I'm not sure I'd like to be traveling next to it or behind it in traffic. It could be a bit disconcerting. At least it would be for me, because I'd want to check out all the art on it, and that's not something you can easily do while driving.

I had great fun uploading my photographs that Friday evening. And I kept thinking about this truck, wondering who owned it, and why Anne Frank's face was so prominent on it.

When I got up Saturday morning the truck was still there. I decided which house this unknown person from Vermont might be visiting. At a decent hour I marched across the street, on a quest to find the truck's owner. I hit it right. The first house I went to, which I knew had several young people living in it, was the right one.

Timothy Findlen greeted me, and after stating my purpose, he said: "Oh, that's my friend Abby's truck. She'll be out in a minute."

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When Abby Banks entered the room, my first words to her were: "I love your truck." We bonded immediately. The vivacious 29-year-old artist/photographer couldn't have been more welcoming. She began answering my questions about her "Stencil Truck," as she refers to it, as though I had every right to barge into her friend's apartment on a Saturday morning and begin grilling her about her "wheels."

Banks is a member of The Tinder Box, a collection of artists and musicians renting studio space in Brattleboro, Vermont, where they host shows and visiting bands perform. She's originally from Claremont, California, but went to Vermont's Goddard College and is still friendly with many of those college chums, with Timothy Findlen being one of those.

When I asked about the Anne Frank image all over the truck, Banks said "There's a teenage girl named Natasha, who's very involved with The Tinder Box. She's the one who created that stencil." Natasha is a big fan of Neutral Milk Hotel, whose lead Jeff Mangum was emotionally overwhelmed after reading The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank. He dedicated the album In the Aeroplane Over the Sea to her. Natasha made the stencil because of this and it's one that Banks is fond of.

If I'd never met Abby Banks, I wouldn't have known that on the roof of the wonderful 1997 Ford Ranger XLT, there's a giraffe stencil. It never would have occurred to me to even ask.

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Banks worked for the writer David Foster Wallace, author of Infinite Jest, but decided she wanted to pursue a career in art, which was her major. She prepared to leave California with no destination in mind, to take a trip of unknown length, and ended up in Asheville, North Carolina. She remained there five or six months, living in a shack on a friend's land. "I started collecting stencils there." Herman Munster was the first art to be placed on the red truck.

Asheville was "too distracting; there was so much going on." Banks decided to leave and head for Brattleboro, where she had some college friends. It was a good choice.

Abby first became aware of the term "punk house" when she was a teenager. "I was very punk; that was my thing. I was being a punk, using the meaning in a larger sense, beyond music." After visiting a friend living in a punk house in San Pedro, California, Abby decided she wanted to take a cross-country trip, which began in August 2004, to do a photo-documentary of these houses with the idea of having a book made of the photographs. "Punk houses are places inhabited by musicians, artists, writers, anarchists, squatters," in Abby's view, "where people with alternative lifestyles can live together cheaply and pursue their interests. It's this generation's rebels; people who are questioning society and the status quo." She continues "Some of the parents of those living in punk houses were hippies," but she says "the feeling is different. It changes from house to house." Banks says there are "pragmatic reasons for many of the punk houses, such as bands living together."

When she told Timothy Findlen, musician/writer/videographer about her idea, he said he was available to join her on such a trip. Tim flew out to California and the two set out on an odyssey lasting for three and a half months. Findlen has a band called Jerk Off Jack Off Frig Face, and he thought he might be able to peddle some of his CDs along the way.

"I wanted to be meeting happy people living together," Banks stated. Abby's favorite punk house was in Seattle, Villa Kula, where a 24-year-old woman was the head of the household. A week was spent there and several book pages depict this house. "It was hard to find," said Banks. "There was lots of stuff in the yard with plants growing around everything."

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[Photograph of Villa Kula by Abby Banks]

Another favorite was Seattle Institute for Applied Piracy, where "a group of kids bought land and built cabins, some of which were in trees."

An introduction to Thurston Moore, frontman of Sonic Youth, led to their collaboration and a book contract with Harry N. Abrams for Punk House: Interiors in Anarchy, just released this October. Abby Banks is now America's punk-house maven.

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When asked if any of the 65 houses visited "creeped her out," Banks didn't hesitate. She said of a Denver warehouse space. "I felt weird there. There were no windows; lots of dogs; tough people. I felt unsafe." They didn't hang around very long. This was not the norm, however. "Usually houses were friendly and we were led from one to another." Another quality possessed by punk houses is their ephemeral nature. Banks says "Ninety percent of the houses in the book are gone."

This caused a little snag regarding the book contract because the publisher required releases to be signed for the images in the book. A trip to the Midwest for a giant punk rock concert solved the problem. Most of the people in the book were there, and they were able to provide contact information to Banks for those that weren't.

An uh-oh experience on the trip came in Tennessee when the Stencil Truck was stopped by police for speeding. "We were driving too fast because we were almost out of gas and it was late." Banks said "We had just organized the back of the truck. The police took everything out and brought drug dogs to sniff everything. They spoke to each of us separately, making certain our stories matched." Which they did. The dogs were to suffer disappointment that night, because there was nothing to find. Banks said the police couldn't understand how they could exist traveling across the country in this manner.

When asked whether she had a romanticized view of punk houses before the trip, Banks said, "Yes, totally. I felt really inspired and very positive. The trip was beyond what I thought it might be. I met lots and lots of people, really good musicians. I'm still in contact with many of the people."

Since the publisher isn't sending Banks on a promotional tour for the book, she decided to do her own, and in her own "punky" style. She and Findlen left around October 18 for a six-week jaunt through part of the Midwest and then down the East Coast to New Orleans. As part of the bookstore events, the duo will be showing Tim's silent movie titled The True Story of Punk House. Movie

This is a scene from the movie, shot in front of my house, before I knew what this was all about. That's Abby Banks and Andrew Jawitz, Tim's roommate. Banks will also have a slide show, and do the usual routine, discussing her book and signing purchased books. I hope there will be lots of those leaving the store.

They'll spend nights at various punk houses and they'll be doing music and a puppet show, "Over a Cardboard Sea." Before leaving on the trip, Banks returned to Portland, where she and Findlen were making puppets for the show. They invited me to come over and hang out with them while they were working on the puppets and allowed me to photograph their results.

Here's Abby at work in Tim's basement, creating some mermaids for the show.

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And here are the completed mermaids, ready to dance along during the tour.

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Polarbear Moon

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These are some of the other puppets from the show: the cardboard sea; jellyfish; a polar bear; the moon. That's Abby's decorated paintbox and some other assorted puppets and props that were in the basement. This is my favorite puppet, made by Timothy Findlen. I'm not certain that it has gone on this trip, but it's certainly worthy of being shown.

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And here's another image created by Timothy Findlen: a snouch.

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I think the Stencil Truck needs a snouch somewhere. Don't you?

Here's Abby Banks introducing the jellyfish to a mermaid. I got a kick out of her little black dress, and was pleased to notice that she wore one red and one blue sock. That made the outfit.

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Pat The Bunny, of Wingnut Dishwashers Union, has gone with the duo for their book tour. He'll be performing at night with them. Then he'll be leaving in January for a two-month tour of Australia. Here he is relaxing at the Findlen/Jawitz apartment.

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Portlanders will have to wait until after this tour ends before they get an opportunity to enjoy one of these performances. Abby plans to make arrangements here after returning from this trip, around Thanksgiving. So be on the lookout for the Stencil Truck and make sure you catch one of their shows.

October 26, 2007

An Iguana Named "Lizard"

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This is my scratchboard rendition of Lizard, the lucky iguana who lives in my friend Karen's lovely home. What a setup this guy has! But it could have been a very short story with a disastrous end.

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This is where it all started, on Exchange Street, in Portland's Old Port. Karen was on her way to an early-morning meeting at eight o'clock one fall morning eleven years ago.

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She noticed a baby iguana running down the sidewalk. It was bright green, about six inches long. The weather was turning cold and Karen scooped up the animal, placing it into the large handbag she was carrying.

She brought the creature home, looked up what its needs were, and got the necessary items for maintaining it. Then she put up signs downtown, placed an ad, and did whatever she could to try to find the owner. No one responded.

She then checked on the Internet for people who wanted iguanas as pets. After some further investigation, she realized these would not be good homes for the little iguana.

He was growing and thriving under Karen's care, so she now had an iguana sharing her home. They've just returned from two years in North Carolina, where Karen went to get an advanced degree in genetics, which is her specialty. They drove down together; and they've just driven back together. I did the drawing of Lizard before they left.

I missed them both for that period of time. Lizard had a very nice setup in a front window of Karen's home and many days when I walked by I could see him looking out the window. I'd always enjoy getting that glimpse of him checking out Congress Street from his perch.

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I went over the other day to take some photographs of him. He's now around four and a half feet in length.

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Iguanas need the right wavelength of light and a vegetarian diet or they can develop metabolic bone disease, causing softening of their bones. Lizard has a humidifier and he gets misted. He loves water and will climb into the bathtub when he wants a bath. When I asked how often he does that, Karen said "He wants a bath every day, but he gets one every other day."

He is paper trained, so he has free reign of the house. And the bathtub is on the second floor, so he goes to a lot of effort climbing the steps to let Karen know he wants his bath.

His favorite food is an overripe banana. Yummy! says Lizard. He shares the house with three cats and they're all good pals. The only problem is that now he has a large cage because the felines will eat his food if it's just left out as it used to be before the arrival of the cats.

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See what I mean?

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Iguanas grow about an inch per month and they shed and peel monthly during this growth phase. Lizard only sheds four times a year now. He's fully grown (thank goodness!).

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I think it's really neat when animals that would ordinarily have no contact with one another live together in harmony. If only human beings could achieve the same acceptance of one another, the world would certainly benefit.

October 24, 2007

October Views

Wishful Thinking

This plot of ground has a long way to go before it might even approximate the word garden.

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When I filed this photograph I titled it "wishful thinking." That sums it up, doesn't it? I'll have to check it out next spring and see what's going on there. I have a feeling it won't be anything to write about.

After the Storm

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After last night's rainstorm, the trees have fewer colorful leaves. But now the ground is filled with them.

Colorful Vehicle

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This extremely colorful van was parked up the street. It had Massachusetts plates on it. I had to check the passenger side to see whether it was the same as this side. It wasn't. I couldn't get far enough away to take a shot of the entire side, so I just recorded the important part. And here it is.Colorvan2

Too bad its owner doesn't live around here. I'd enjoy seeing this more often. It's not suitable for being a getaway car either. So you know whoever owns it isn't up to anything sneaky.

PLEASE!!

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Is that request loud enough for you to hear? I would think so. It's also very clearly printed out, and an excellent reason is also given for not slamming the door. This appeared on a building around the corner, comprised of artists' studios. It seems as though a potter is having a difficult time.

Pumpkin with Personality

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This pumpkin has one of the longest stems I've ever seen, so I had to bring it home after seeing it at the farmers' market last week. I detest how the supermarkets lop off the stems. I now have nine pumpkins in my home. I hope some of them last until Thanksgiving, or longer.

Henry's Pumpkin

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Henry will be ten in December. He's a very talented young man, as you can see from this ceramic pumpkin he made at pottery class.

Friendly Note

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I hope the guys had a chance to read this pleasant and informative note, before it ended up in the street. And the best part is they're not even being asked to do anything.

Happy Ghost

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I didn't bring this little ghost home. I left him in the grass where I'd seen him. But I'll look for him when I walk, and hope he hangs around until Halloween.

And Then There Was This Eye . . .

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I did bring this eye home after it stared up at me from the brick sidewalk. How could I just leave it there? It's in the latest vase, with the 32 cents that also came back home with me after today's walks.

. . . and After That, a Street Face

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He's pretty goofy looking, isn't he? Just lying in the street. I found it quite amusing. It's nice having interesting things to look at when I'm walking. I didn't bring that one home; no room. Sorry, fella, you'll just have to stay where you are.

Cleaning Out Drawers

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You never know what you'll come across when you decide to get rid of papers in drawers. I hadn't seen this in more than 25 years. I'll never throw it away.

My good friend Michael Kessler, a talented stained-glass artist, took a vacation in Hawaii and brought this back. I think he knew I'd like it. It still makes me laugh. Why don't you check out some overstuffed drawers in your cabinets? Maybe you'll come up with something equally as amusing.

Ooh! Really Scary!

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I don't want to walk up this street at night, at least not until after Halloween. This is the creepiest decoration in the neighborhood. And it's big!

Happy Halloween

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This says it all. I hope you have a very happy Halloween and that you get lots of goodies in your trick-or-treat bag.

October 20, 2007

Give Me Your Money—and Some Cigarettes!

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Two robbers, who were also smokers, went on an early-morning crime spree on October 12. At 6:29 A.M. a man with one of his hands inside a paper bag demanded money at the Big Apple at 754 Congress Street, stating he had a firearm. What was gained from this heist has not been divulged. The manager of the store said "We've been robbed eight times in the last two years."

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At 8:39 A.M. of the same morning, Colucci's Market at Congress and North Streets was robbed of an undisclosed amount of cash and cigarettes after a man whose hand was in a paper bag said he had a handgun.

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Dick Colucci, the store's owner, was at the register. Instead of handing money to the man, Colucci placed the cash drawer on the counter. When his daughter entered the store as the robbery was in progress, he called out to her, "Katrina, leave!"

She realized what was happening when she saw the cash drawer, exited the store, and immediately called 911 from her car.

Colucci went outside after the robbery and saw the suspect get into a van parked halfway down Congress Street. At this point his daughter turned the corner in her car, her dad got in, and they followed the vehicle, providing police dispatch with the van's location. They were about four or five cars behind. After passing Veranda Street, they were able to get close enough to provide police dispatch with a full description of the vehicle, including its license number.

"I wasn't trying to catch him, or do anything dangerous. I just wanted to see where he was going. I've had this store for 18 years and this is the first time anything like this has happened," Colucci said.

Before reaching Ocean Avenue they were told by the dispatcher to pull over to the side and stop their car. A police car then passed them and several more were visible up ahead, surrounding the getaway car. The driver and passenger were taken into custody at that time.

Subsequent investigation led to the arrest of two Portland residents, one 31 and the other 39, who were each charged with two counts of class B robbery. They are being held without bail at the Cumberland County Jail in Portland.

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These are the two brands that were demanded by the gun-in-the-bag holdup man. We don't know which guy smokes which brand. Perhaps that will come out during their trial. I also wonder whether either of them smoked a cigarette while attempting their getaway. Of course the cigarette packs would now be in the Evidence Room of Police Headquarters. I will try to find out if there are 19 or 20 cigarettes in each pack. It's just one of those weird little things that arouses my curiosity. I had to ask Dick Colucci what brand of cigarettes were chosen. Oh, those details. They need answers.

The two Coluccis did a great job and the Portland Police Department was fantastic, starting with the dispatcher, and culminating in their smooth convergence and capture of the two suspects.