I drove through West Baltimore today, and was really struck by how “normal” everything was. It was the usual scene: spiffily dressed people heading to church, the Baltimore Sun vendors on the street corners, dogwoods blooming, lawnmowers, even a yard sale. The Shoppers grocery store at Mondawmin Mall has reopened (the header photo shows what […]
Originally posted on What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today:
I had a bunch of meetings on Friday, so after spending the morning doing a wee bit of writing, I hopped on the bike and headed down to the west side to catch the shuttle to work. Because the police state that is Baltimore-under-curfew…
Until we removed the bars from our windows, I felt like I was confined to a prison where I was also the jailer. I was serving as the source of my own terror.
I hear no helicopters. I hear no sirens. Even though the curfew is not beginning for another 12 minutes, I’m oddly serene, not anxious at all about what will happen, as I’ve been for the past few days. Maybe it was today’s wonderful, youthful, peaceful demonstrations that have given me hope that perhaps we are […]
They predicted rioting for Tuesday night as well– but it didn’t happen. Thanks, police! Or … maybe there’s an alternative explanation: a community takes the city back.
Things were a little crazy last night, but we are all fine. My neighborhood, Bolton Hill, basically abuts West Baltimore, the area that experienced the most looting and violence last night. While Bolton Hill is on the West Side, it is not West Baltimore. Still, the small shopping center in my neighborhood (containing a grocery store, […]
Originally posted on The Birdhouse: A West Virginia gardening journal:
First big spring workday! Raked out the rest of the leaves. Trimmed all the dead stuff. Planted some siberian iris Greg gave me. Planted flowers in the deck planters. Got an oriole feeder! And some free dogwood tree seedlings in town! When we came in…
27 words. That’s all Henry McNeal Turner wrote about Lincoln’s assassination, which took place 150 years ago this week. 27 words, from a man who never lacked for something to say. As one of the first black chaplains (and black officers) of the U.S. Army, as a pastor of Washington, D.C.’s Israel African Methodist Episcopal […]
“Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.” Henry David Thoreau famously declared this sentiment in his treatise on the purpose of life, Walden (1854). After tussling with his crotchety observations about materialism, social climbing, and bad architecture in the “Economy” chapter of Walden, my students read these words with […]
I haven’t been to the Baltimore Contemporary Print Fair in a couple of years and can’t understand why. I went yesterday and remembered all over again why I love, love, love printmaking. The BCPF is held every year at the Baltimore Museum of Art, and occupies one of their entire main exhibition galleries. This year […]