Knock, Knock…

Norm 2.0 Thursday Doors

What news!! We are making an offer on a house today. And it is absolutely, mind-blowing gorgeous. This rock wall, which Massachusetts is infamously famous, is even more magnificent then this picture depicts. In fact, my heart barely blips on the screen when i look at this photo.

The rock is 20 feet tall and looks west towards Mount Wachusett. There is a perfect view perched atop this mighty fortress. A quick stroll down the road and this…

Norm 2.0 Thursday Doors

Thursday Doors – January 25, 2018

Coca-Cola Bottling Company
858-868 Massachusetts Ave.
Indianapolis Indiana Circa 1931

The day I visited Indy Reads Books bookstore in the Chatham Arch Historic District, I spotted this gem waiting to be photographed. Using my IPhone 7 camera, with limited time, I managed to take a few shots.

Being curious, I did a little research. Coca-Cola moved their bottling production in 1964, further out from downtown Indianapolis, to Speedway (think Indy 500). The property was subsequently sold in 1968 to the Indianapolis Public School (IPS) district, used as a central kitchen and house school buses. In 2017 IPS sold the 11-acre property to Wisconsin-based Hendricks Commercial Properties LLC for $12 million. Hendricks $260 million redevelopment plan calls for 400 residential units, 200,000 square feet of retail space, 200,000 square feet of office space, a cinema and a 120-room West Elm hotel.

There is one problem. Contamination from the plant was found seeping into the surrounding Chatham Arch neighborhood and remediation is ongoing. Hendricks is seeking money from the city and state to help with costs.  There are no further updates available.

“The Coke plant, which opened in 1931, was designed by Rubush & Hunter, one of the top Indianapolis architecture firms at the time. Rubush & Hunter also designed the old Indianapolis City Hall, Hilbert Circle Theatre and other landmarks.

The 285,000-square-foot Coke plant was once the largest Coke bottling plant in the world. It is known for its terra cotta facade and impressive interior spaces. The art deco design includes details of flowers, fountains and sun rays. According to the Encyclopedia of Indianapolis, the design was intended to enhance ‘the hygienic image of the spotless bottling plant.'” (Briggs, 2016).

Briggs, J. (2016, March 08). How much of old Coke plant, art deco features will be saved? Retrieved January 25, 2018, from https://www.indystar.com/story/money/2016/03/08/how-much-old-coke-plant-art-deco-features-saved/81472696/

Olson, Scott. (2017, February 9). Contamination at former Coca-Cola plant site extends into neighborhood. Retrieved January 25, 2018, from https://www.ibj.com/articles/62464-contamination-at-former-coca-cola-plant-site-extends-into-neighborhood

Chatham Arch-Massachusetts Ave Historic Preservation Plan A 150 page pdf detailing the history of the area.

Thursday Doors – January 18, 2018

Norm 2.0 Thursday Doors

I am amazed at the number of door lovers!!! This infatuation reminds me when I was contemplating names for my first child. No one had named their child Emily in ages, and wanting a unique name along with a poetic significance, I declared my first born child to be Emily. And for ten years after, Emily was the #1 name in the United States. The name remains popular but not to the extent it was from 1990-2000.

These are pretty average doors. And a window. Right?

Perhaps. They mean a tremendous amount to me. They house numerous family stories. This room was once my daughter’s bedroom until she went to college, then moved to Boston, whereupon it became my writing room filled to the brim with my words, thoughts and ideas for future words and thoughts. And paints, fabrics, cameras, and color.

Now it is emptied of me and awaits a new history. I think I will leave a token of appreciation for the new residents… Maybe a new blogger will move in and share their space with us?

*The color of the walls is Sherwin Williams Anew Gray and the flooring is Spiced Oak. All brand new for a future family.

Absence (makes the heart grow fonder?)

These two books just appeared in my mailbox a few minutes ago. They are still cold from the frigid air, but it won’t take long to warm them up.

I have not had a new Yalom book to read, in forever!! I was beside myself to order these books (published 2015/1996 respectively) and I am off to read…

Let you know when I come up to breathe. 😁 And if you are on Goodreads, lets connect. Here is where I am

Each book, a door. A door I never want to shut.

Away

 

Historic Fletcher Place Neighborhood, Indianapolis

 

It should have been me

We both knew it
you were the better one -blind
i couldn’t see the answers

You were long gone

Traveling with your etched smile
you told me you loved me
asked if i was all right.

It was you -not me

Both of us drowning and nothing
that day. Barely, time has passed
the road curves and you walk away.

Away. And i am forced to stay.

Salvation Creek

Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well lived.

Venture into
that thorny place
a crowd of 10,000
“Glory, hallelujah!”
the preacher’s son
raises a fist of damnation.

A god-like
Holy Ghost happening
he walks the aisles
calls your name
kisses the son of Judas.
——–
In the wilderness
a call to drown
the sin inside, arise
an army, a god-like strength
prepared to battle
you and I.

Earth remains
unknown struggles reside
sordid pain
drowning
knees unable to rise.
——–
God scatters the flock
His sacred hunger satisfied.
You pray
the river surface breaks,
the people floating down
Salvation Creek.

God raises his fist
His thoughts
are not our thoughts
scatters the flock
prepared to battle
you and I.

Americana

“Stop the car!!!!”  I really did not say it that way.  I was much more polite. Here is how it really happened.

“Ooooh! look at that quaint gas station.” I wearing a smile from ear to ear.  Sitting in the back seat (daughter sat up front) I quickly recited a silent prayer he would pull over.  My husband, always so gracious, let off the gas peddle, bringing his hands slight left, asked “Want me to stop?”

“YES!!!!” 

A spur-of-the moment road trip ensued Saturday morning, 7-1-2017.  I packed my camera, a road map (really a GPS but that just sounds unromantic) water and strangely we were off.

It was the perfect way to spend a leisure day, driving along the back roads, where 1300 S intersects with 150 E, on Indiana Hwy 18, a place where life once happened.

May the sound of freedom be heard around the world!  Happy Fourth of July!