itchy requested more photos of my hood, the east van side. so here's a collection of some of more suburban elements of the drive area, in late winter/early spring weather.
my hood is home to:
a lovely independent nursery, run by two incredibly buff chain smoking gay men. this place is on the way to the house of the college prof i do marking for, so every time i go round there to pick up or drop off essays i come back with a plant. i'm eyeing a monstera right now.
nice community gardens for apartment-bound hippie folk:
trees just coming into bud. spring is coming! spring is coming! i love the way the seasons are so well defined on the west coast. it gives you a good sense of where you and where you're going.
it's also home to monstrous big houses (split up into two or three apartments, usually):
low temperatures and monstrous big cars (i see so many cars that are bigger than my loungeroom):
a fire station (staffed by chirpy clean-living types who are always playing ball out front or practising climbing ladders up the side of the building. they keep a water dish topped up for the local dogs):
some cool graf:
and lots of pretty murals:
great flocks of crows, who fly east to settle here each night, cackling loudly: