Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Sorry, but this is a bit of a diversion from the Mesa document. Blame summer if you will. But I'm thinking perhaps a little travel can lend some perspective when it comes to ones hometown. And this past weekend we were in Winslow.Any time I'm feeling like Mesa is a dull place to be, all I will have to do is remember what it was like to wander around poor ol' Winslow. From what I could tell it has exactly two things going for it: The "Standin' on the Corner" dude and the La Posada hotel. Otherwise we're talking town with no movie theater and that's kind of sad. Mesa, on the other hand, has lots of movie theaters, a nice arts center, some interesting shops and even a few restaurants of note. I can't wait to get back to taking some photos of the place.
Meantime, here are a few shots of Winslow, the La Posada and even the Petrified Forest and Painted Desert for good measure.
A beautiful garden at La Posada
One thing Mesa shares with northeast Arizona is that sky. We have an amazing sky.
So Long from Mesa (just back from Winslow)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Well, it's getting hot. Correction, it is and will likely remain hot for a very long time. I'm thinking late October is when wandering about late morning will be a good idea again. Anyway, here we are back on Main Street, headed east from Hibbert.
Tri City Community Service Center. Shame on me, but I'm not really sure what goes on there. And Googling the place turned up nothing. A real journalist would knock on the door and ask questions. I am not a real journalist. I wander around with an outdated digital camera and take photos from the sidewalk. It's my MO.
Across the street some city worker were undoubtedly enjoying the warm weather even more than I was.
I do think they meant shih tzu, but regardless, I hope the little ball of fur finds home and soon.
Empty lot, not far from downtown.
Quality Bumper. Now I'm no expert, but the ones out front did look quality indeed.
The era of the paperboy is long since past. We're talking about when I was a youngster, so you know that's ancient history. And it was the Mesa Tribune I delivered. Although I never got quite so intense a sun tan doing it as this lad. Like many newpapers, the Trib has fallen on tough times. I believe they are just holding on, putting out a paper four times a week, a shadow of their former robust self. Cause all us folks are doing the internet thing. Shame on us. Oh, and thanks for checking out my blog!
It's election time again. And the magical catchword in Mesa, just like a lot of other places, is "Conservative". But sometimes I wonder just what they are conservative about.
U.S. Auto I was curious to see the classic Ford, but it didn't really look like the place was open for business.
Arizona RV Supercenter. The RV business really takes over Main Street a bit further east. But it is pretty well represented in the center of town too.
Gunnell's Tire and Service. These folks have been around for quite some time. Fellow I went to school with by the name of Scott Gunnell played the lead in the high school production of "You're a Good Man Charlie Brown". He was pretty good. I have no idea if he is affiliated with the tire business, just thought I'd mention his name. Oh, I didn't get a part in that production, which was disappointing. But I did play Snoopy in college. So that worked out. And I can state for a fact that I have never worked at any tire store. (See what the heat will do to a person?)
There are lots of these palo verde trees along this part of Main. They really are lovely trees. A bit messy, but good looking.
And now for our short jump in the Pool.
Mervyn's closed up shop some time ago. Which was a shame, as we used to shop there pretty regularly. But something interesting is happening in the old Mervyn's location at Main and Stapley. I was driving past on my way home today and just had to stop and have a look at Pool, an ambitious effort to create a community meeting place inside the big ol' building.
This sign is on the Main Street side. One side has yet to get even the temporary "Pool" sign.
I took a quick look inside.
So long from Mesa and see you later.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Yes, I said I was hankering to get back to Main Street, but haven't gotten there yet. So this installment features my own neighborhood. The weather was unseasonably wonderful this past Saturday and so after work we took the fierce creatures for a walk and I took some pics along the way. As you may imagine, it's not that easy to combine the two activities, but here you go, a little glimpse into my little sliver of Mesa.
The homes here are quite a bit more modest than the ones we've seen in some previous installments here. But like those pricier subdivisions, the homes here are not all cut from the same mold. No endless rows of stucco and red tile to be found here. Unfortunately, the variety also extends to landscaping maintenance, but not much one can do about that.
I do apologize for not getting you photos of the local cacti in full bloom before the crop faded. Here's a late one.
Porch chairs just waiting to be sat in. Or on.
If there is one thing Arizona has got, it is sky. Really beautiful sky.
There's that sky again.
Till later, from Mesa, Arizona.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Another brief hop around a rather nice looking neighborhood in north-central Mesa. I had a bit of time after visiting the local Ace hardware for light bulbs, tape and a metal yardstick (project for later). This time we are just south of Brown Road, between Stapley and Gilbert.
There is, I know, a perception that all residential construction in the Phoenix suburbs consists of tan stucco and red tile roofs. Irresponsible authors such as Yours Truly, help to perpetuate this myth, although exaggeration in the service of the literary arts is by no means a crime. It's not even bad manners. But especially in the more prosperous parts of town it is possible to find a wide variety of architectural styles living side by side. And while some of the styles may not be particularly well suited to the desert environment, as long as they reflect the owners' preferences and make them smile when they pull into their driveway, that's okay by me.
Either somebody just forgot about the handtool by the lamp or the folks who live here are engaging in subtle advertising for their lucrative handyman business. I any case I appreciate such little eyecatchers when I'm out looking for photo subjects.
One way you can tell a neighborhood in Mesa was built during the 1960's or 70's is the presence of alleys. The house where I grew up had an alley right behind it. That's where you put your trash to be picked up and it's where the utility companies did maintenance on their lines. Kids used them as shortcuts and hiding places. Not attractive and ultimately developers decided they were an unprofitable use of valuable real estate. Where we live now, which is probably less than two miles east of here there are no alleys.
Does this look say "Arizona" to you? Me neither. But I've got to admit, I like it.
I've got an itch to get back to Main Street again.
I've got an itch to get back to Main Street again.
So long from Mesa. See you next time.