While riding my bike past The Beacon Light and Supply Company’s Walnut Street facility on the day it didn’t rain, I noticed their fantastic sign with the vintage-modern lettering. But the official sign is not nearly as interesting as the mural that Quirk Middle School students have drawn on the lower portion of the wall. Very creative – a modern version of the painted ads that used to be common on the side of city
Work continues on the future Hartford Public Safety Complex on High Street. These pictures show the progress as of Saturday, June 27, 2009. The current schedule calls for the project to be complete in April 2011, and look something like this. The roof of the former Hartford Board of Education building has been removed as crews work to preserve the historic brick facade. Looking into the structure, the second floor railing and spindles are visible
I had some downtime last night, so I decided to look through the MLS to see how the multi family markets are holding up in the current environment. Although multi family properties can be found throughout the region, they make up a small fraction of the overall residential market in most towns. I started by identifying the towns in which they represent a meaningful portion of the housing stock, which makes the data more interesting
Hartford’s Colt Park comes alive after the workday ends. Athletes of all ages congregate on the park’s expansive fields to participate in a wide variety of activities. On a recent Wednesday, the local kickball league dominated the action with 7 simultaneous games. But there was more than enough room for other groups to play baseball, fast-pitch softball, slow-pitch softball, basketball and cricket. Who says there’s nothing to do in Hartford?
Kyle and I are both originally from Vermont. I think this means that we are supposed to have green thumbs. My theory comes from the fact that when I was in college just about every person that learned I was from Vermont asked “Did you grow up on a farm?” To set the record straight, neither Kyle nor I grew up on a farm. Perhaps as a tribute to our “heritage,” each year we try