Ahhh, that's my neighborhood.
Some neighborhoods in Seattle have a very strong sense of place. I say FREMONT, and you may think of trolls and Lenin statues. I say U-DISTRICT, and you think of 27 Thai restaurants next to 75 Indian restaurants and lots of college students. PIONEER SQUARE = Pergola, Elliott Bay Book Company and panhandlers.
But when I say RAVENNA, what do you think of?
Today, I’m standing in my parking strip, tearing out ivy, making room for sunflowers and corn, when my across-the-street neighbor walks over. She offers up her extra composted cow manure and her wheelbarrow to cart it over with, and I hand over a jar of icky crawly grubs my son and I have collected as treats for her chickens.
My Ravenna: Cow manure and squirming grubs. And good neighbors.
What’s your RAVENNA?
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