IT'S A SIGN!
"Be aware of your surroundings," my hubby always advises, so Sammy Girl and I decided to heed his words and pay more attention to detail during our morning walk. And dang if we didn't spot a few signs around the neighborhood that otherwise went unnoticed the 2582 or so times we previously passed them, including:
"Private Property. No Trespassing. Do Not Look in my Windows." This home-made sign was plopped on the front lawn of a nearby twin home that's set back from the sidewalk. I don't want to judge too harshly, but this isn't exactly a community where people are dying to peer into House and Garden domiciles for home-decorating tips. If I'm strolling around Rittenhouse Square, yeah, I'll admit it, I glance inside a historic home if the curtains are open and the building is close enough that I can't officially be incarcerated for Peeping Tom-ish behavior. Who doesn't want to see how the other (i.e., richer) half lives? But in my hood, I think a "don't look in my windows" sign is laughably unnecessary. Ain't nobody peeping in to admire your Ikea couch and painted Salvation Army coffee table, neighbor, so settle down.
"Center for the Empowerment of Women." Although there's nothing I support more than the empowerment of women, there is something inherently depressing when the sign for the Center for the Empowerment of Women is cockeyed, fading and perched in front of a tiny apartment building with a tattered chain-link fence, patches of brown grass and torn blinds that have all seen better decades. Why doesn't somebody empower some paint and a rake to spruce the place up a little? Don't women - especially those who need to be empowered - deserve it?
"No Littering. Violators will be Fined." We noticed this ironic sign on several telephone poles. If this law was actually enacted throughout Philadelphia, the city's budget and school system deficits would be wiped clean in a week. Seriously, has anybody ever heard of a trash can, for God's sake? News reports claim that Philly is currently striving to become "America's Greenest City" through a series of 150 "sustainability initiatives." But how can we be "green" when brown litter is so much a part of our landscape? Whenever I visit another major city, I always take note of their litter situation and it's never as monumental as ours. These cities typically have numerous strategically-placed trash cans, which leads to the conclusion that more receptacles = less litter. Fairly easy equation, but in my Philadelphia hood last year, they actually REMOVED many trash cans and added just a sprinkling of the super-duper solar-powered versions. Folks, can ya guess what happened? That's right - there is more trash piling up than ever because people won't walk more than two feet to dispose of their Rite Aid receipt, Metro newspaper or losing lottery ticket.
Sign of the times? I certainly hope not, but Sammy and I will keep our eyes peeled, promise...