Oysters in the Raritan Bay, courtesy of SCAPE Landscape Architecture
March 28th, 2014 | 8:00am

Oysters in the Raritan Bay, courtesy of SCAPE Landscape Architecture

Oysters in the Raritan Bay, courtesy of SCAPE Landscape Architecture

Next week Thursday, April 3, the amazing Rebuild by Design competition concludes in New York City. The finale event on Vesey Street in Manhattan is open to the public, and I think it well worth attending, even if you’re only just now learning about the competition. I’ve wanted to write about this competition since its launch last summer, and now as it comes to a close I can speculate a little about its significance.

March 27th, 2014 | 8:00am

The day after Thanksgiving, my parents and I drive from Laramie to Winter Park in a rental Buick. We go to see what we hear is worth seeing in Colorado, and we confuse it for all that there is.

March 27th, 2014 | 8:00am

 

The day after Thanksgiving, my parents and I drive from Laramie to Winter Park in a rental Buick. We go to see what we hear is worth seeing in Colorado, and we confuse it for all that there is.

 

We stop in Walden, just south of the Wyoming border and the Medicine Bow mountains. I wonder if the name has anything to do with Thoreau, or if names in the West aren’t after names in the East like names in the East are after places and people in England. I need a bathroom break and my father says it’d be nice to stretch his legs.

 

Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user Avacados
March 24th, 2014 | 8:00am


Photo by Flickr Creative Commons user Avacados

The railroad track that ran behind my childhood home--one of several cheaply built ranch houses set on the edge of a small town, pre-approved for FHA loans--seemed a link to everything in the world, the same as every river or creek I passed over on bridges or waded in while fishing, led to bigger water: the Ohio, the Mississippi, the Gulf. Rails led on to other towns, led to St. Louis, which, according to elementary school textbooks, led everywhere west, connected everywhere east.  And I wanted to be close to them.