Cool stuff you see driving around Greater Providence. This train station behind a pharmacy parking lot has granite lions holding chains and shields with a heraldic ‘P’. Public architecture isn’t what it was before the two world wars, for a lot of reasons.
Will the old train station become another public space? I hope it will, because it’s beautiful and they don’t make them like that anymore.
A QUESTION: Donald Wolberg asks if the train station is on the National Register of Historic Places. I don’t know, but I’ve been looking at Greater City-Providence site, and those folks seem to know a lot about city planning and restoration, so they might know. They have an update on The Arcade that is reason for hope.
Am I the only one who reads the tabloids in the supermarket line? I haven’t read the scholarly, in-depth analysis yet, but I seen the cover.
Octomom, wearing a bikini, posing with a come-hither look.
I would think any guy would want to go-thither, real fast. Some women are just scary.
I went to the Post Office, and saw one flake drift slowly down. On my way back I thought the wind had kicked up a load of dust. It was instant, like driving through a curtain. One side clear, the other side was solid snow.
I’ve lived here all my life but never saw weather quite like that. The snow must have been wet, it fell like a penny from the Empire State Building. It formed a fog. Visibility was half a block or less. Everything turned white in a second. Luckily I was driving at low speed.
Outside of the car, it wasn’t that cold, but kind of like being sprinkled with sugar by a Mighty Baker.
The news said we were having snow squalls. Did you see it?