Month: August 2025

Newton is electing a mayor,  city councilors and some other stuff in November.  And the signs are already out in full force.

For those of you unfamiliar with it,  “Reefer Madness” was a PSA film that was made in 1936 condemning the evils of marijuana.  It was ridiculously over the top, and has turned into something of a cult classic. Then someone thought it would make a good musical….and they were 100% right.

The woman I help on Thursdays lives in a building with many people who speak Chinese or Russian, so all the signs in the place are in 3 languages, possibly soon to be 4 if they add Spanish.

Sometimes you see signs like this posted at stores and other businesses.  But really, it’s just a generally good idea that we should follow in life.

I was out doing errands and stuff all day, and when I got home, I realized a hadn’t taken a photo.  So I walked to the corner and took this one.  And that’s that.

This aisle in the store not only sells tortillas, refried beans and taco mix, it also sells soy sauce, udon noodles, pad thai, curry paste, naan, tahini, digestive biscuits and the occasional jar of gefilte fish.  Pretty sure none of those would be considered “Latin America.”  I actually pointed this out to corporate once, and they didn’t seem too happy, but then nothing ever came of it.

The theme of this week is “signs.”
This one was on the front door of one of my shelter “colleagues” who has an annual Pie Party to get friends/neighbors to buy raffle tickets.

If anyone has theme suggestions, I’d be happy to hear them.  Since I am no longer at BCM where there was always weird stuff to photograph, I find it challenging to find interesting stuff each day.

Doug had this idea to put a little bistro table on the front porch.  I like it.  We don’t know many of our neighbors because we’re always in the back of the house.  We can sit on the porch there and actually see our neighbors walking by, and say hello.

OK, not the best picture, but you can’t win ’em all.
Anyway, this is a male downy woodpecker.  He’s very cute.

OK, so it’s not Andy Warhol.  Sue me.