Leafy and green
Over at Key West Diary conchscooter recently observed, in the Southernmost City “trees decorate wealthy neighborhoods. Poor people don’t seem to merit the expense of foliage that occupies space that could be more profitably used in low class neighborhoods.”
Not so in Portland, at least not in Northeast, a place many people (even Portlanders) still believe to be crime-ridden and dangerous. Or at least poor.
The lead pic was taken on NE 33rd Avenue near Grant Park, which was named for Ulysses S. Grant, the Civil War army commander and 18th president of the United States. I haven’t had a chance to look into his association with Portland or Oregon, but maybe someone will chime in with that information.
Portland’s Laurelhurst neighborhood is marked by gate-like monuments on the main drags that say “Laurelhurst” in stylized lettering. It’s upscale, but not too much so. Portland’s Filthy Rotten Stinking Rich tend to live in the West Hills, or in Lake Oswego or West Linn. Let’s say this place is upscale for the Eastside. Notice the “traffic calming” hump. I don’t remember what street this is, but I do know the cross-street is called Peerless Lane.
In this part of town, the tree canopy can be so thick, sunlight doesn’t get in. But rain does, though not enough to wash the decomposed plant goop off the pavement.
Some homeowners go for thick vegetation over neatly-trimmed lawns, Pablo being one of them. If nothing else, the house is easy to find, being the only one surrounded by a jungle. Which the kittehs love to no end.
Tripod’s in there somewhere.
While there are no poincianas in Portland that I know of, there are lotsa cherry trees, and others with blooms that produce copious quantities of petal fallout.
Strangely enough, the stuff is not slippery.