Tuesday, January 15, 2008

2241 and 1/2 W. 24th ST.

I'm hosting a broker's open (though come one, come all) today, Tuesday, January 15th; and, next Tuesday (January 22nd) from 11 - 2:30.

Please see my most recent Upcoming West Adams Listing (1/9/08) entry for additional photos.
Dig the Roman bath.

Elsewhere, I am attempting to update the site, add topics and property specific links. Currently some of the links are not installed, but I hope to continue the re-engineering next week. As part of the mass labeling effort I've republished my second-ever entry (which had fallen out of the archive) and original Palm tree rant below, The World's Most Overrated Tree

There are some--midwesterners to a fault--from verdant, leafy suburbs--troubled by the treeless, sensory-deprivation grey-wash that is much of the Los Angeles metro landscape. I ain't from the Midwest, but count me among 'em.

Should the crooked finger point at our city fathers? Rampaging developers? The climate?

Ok, let's all share the blame and consider for a sec the fascination/obsession with the Palm tree. What if overnight, the city's palms were replaced by strident oak trees? Or powerful Sycamores? Or,....?

Sure, the palms look good at a distance, like towering sentinels; and, there's some kooky glamour association thing. Forget about it, they're a terrible street tree. Like having a telephone pole in your parkway: messy date and seed droppings that are staggeringly tenacious, razor sharp fronds dropping at a high wind's calling. Another thing: zero shade, little green mass, and as my son determined--you can't climb 'em!

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Anonymous A Cross-faced, Grudge-holding, Union Stooge said...

Couldn't agree with you 100%. Date Palms were a popular tree to plant for framing a home's appearance from the street in the early 20th century. I have two huge, messy ones flanking my 1912 bungalow.
Every couple of years I have to pay big bucks to have them trimmed but in the interim, I have to pick up and chop into container-friendly size, about 30-40 wind-blown fronds every year. And those hard, pointy ends are like hypodermic harpoons when you accidently get poked.

I'd gladly trade 'em in for a sturdy Oak or Japanese Maple any day.

10:17 AM  
Anonymous A Cross-faced, Grudge-holding, Union Stooge said...

Couldn't agree with you 100%.

Hmm. I guess your Blog doesn't offer complimentary editing or grammatical correction services. Make that, "I couldn't agree more."

The interesting thing about Los Angeles' terrain is that, historically, there wasn't much prior to the Westward Inva...um, Expansion save for Sycamore groves along the rivers and streams (yes, we had many traversing throughout L.A. before concreting the land) or the occasional oak:

2:38 PM  

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