The assembling, the forging, the hoisting, the pulverizing, the razing — it’s either the glorious roar of prosperity or the vociferous din of a city losing its soul. We may not agree about all the change that is happening but I’d argue we agree on what we value in Seattle.
Bertha went “clunk” and the people involved in building Seattle’s grand but suddenly ill-fated tunnel project began to look at each other. It was considered beyond belief that the “clunk” would come so soon into the actual digging — the result of literally decades of fierce debate and discussion on what to do with an elevated roadway considered a potential disaster waiting to happen at the slightest provocation.
But as Seattle has boomed, that image of Seattle as my forever home has slipped away. I still get nostalgic when I smell the low tide from downtown or take the walk from the ferry to the baseball stadium or sit near the Seattle Center fountain. (I now rent an apartment in the Central Area). But the truth is, I don’t see how I’d ever afford to own a home here.
For six weeks this summer Forterra hosted the University of Washington’s Doris Duke Conservation Scholars who traveled throughout Western Washington, speaking at length with over two dozen millennials. They are twenty-something college students who care about the intersections of social and environmental justice.
A q-and-a about the sport, the lifestyle and favorite places in Seattle for traceurs.
Every night, more than 3,000 people in our community have no indoor place to sleep or shelter from the elements; and this number is rising. Indeed, the City counts more than 690 unauthorized encampments, many of them on public land. This use of public land may be understandable, but it cannot be acceptable. It is not a solution for anyone.
Most days the store feels more like a community center than a grocery store. Like a lot places in the Central Area, it’s a community center that we’re about to lose… The more people I talk to, the more I begin to see the Central Area as an intricate constellation of stories connecting generations of residents and all the hard work they’ve done to stay put and build and thrive. There are lots of bright stars in that constellation, where many stories intersect. The Red Apple, at the corner of South Jackson Street and 23rd Avenue South, is one of them.
I have returned to our state’s eastside numerous times this year, drawn by an incredible, long-loved ranch. On a Thursday evening last July I spent the afternoon with the family who has called the ranch home for over 70 years. We ended the conversation about 7:00 in the evening.
Ellensburg’s new fire station rose up in place of a truck weigh station that left the soil contaminated with petroleum. The endangered salmon creek that runs past it is being restored, too.
“Seed & Feed: Affordable Housing, Stretching the Possibilities” brought together voices from the affordable housing community for a discussion on the present achievements and potential of affordable housing in Seattle.
You never quite know what to expect from your first week of work, but rarely is caramel sauce tasting a key part of your on-the-job training. I started at Forterra a little over a month ago as the digital media & graphic design manager, and I secretly think I got hired because I mentioned my love for Hot Cakes’ motto, “Be Honest. Stay True.”
About 100 city and county leaders gathered earlier this month in Everett to discuss a vision for the redevelopment and revitalization of the neighborhood surrounding Everett Station. Walking through the area today, a pedestrian passes light industry and warehouses, vacant lots, and pockets of crime and homelessness.
Spring is a noisy time in the Northwest. Marshes reverberate with the croak of frogs. The woods fill with the twitter of birds. Even the forest floor seems to hum with the white splashes of flowers. After months of long nights and gray days, Nature greets the sun with a shout. Come along for a brief sampling of spring awakenings, both loud and quiet.