baxter boulevard by grabbing an orange flag, marching - flag waving? - through the crosswalk, and then depositing in the flag in the holder on the other side of the street. i've crossed here many times, but i've never used a flag (i'm too shy to wave a flag while i cross the street). but i love that they're available, and i love that they are apparently either 1) never stolen or 2) frequently replaced. it's a kind of community/communal property, right? it makes me happy when these things work, when the community works together to not mess things up too badly, and can occasionally share stuff. like...parks, and the benches therein. i often see a sad-looking person sitting on a bench gazing out at the water when i walk around the back cove trail, and i think it's sweet how those benches are available for anyone who needs somewhere lovely to sit and feel sad for a while. and how then that person heaves a sigh, gets up off the bench and leaves, and is then eventually replaced by the next sad, solitary person.
all of this communal property talk makes me wonder, what ever happened with the white bikes in portland? did that work out? i've never seen one with my own eyes. boo tried to use one once, but was yelled at by the bike's owner (turned out it wasn't a white bike, it was just a white bike).