A Netflix thriller, Bird Box starring Sandra Bullock, came to Scripps College for a few days of filming.
Construction on the new Pomona College Art Museum became more visible.
My friend told me about her favorite tree along Foothill Blvd (aka Route 66), so I had to take a closer look at it. It’s a live oak.
New signage for the Robert Redford Conservancy (across the street from above tree).
Comedienne Tig Notaro spoke at Scripps, and the Motley Coffeehouse at Scripps will be open this week.
I’m drawn to rocks, stones, rock stacks, stone ruins. Claremont’s ground, saturated with rocks, offers ample material for houses to use in pillars, ornamental and functional. Here are a few variations.
via Photo Challenge: Variations on a Theme
Despite our lovely January weather in Southern California, parks can be silent at times.
The Little League park is quiet, waiting for spring training to begin.
Blaisdell Park waits for students to get out of school.
via Photo Challenge: Silence
For a long time, this house on 4th Street between Harvard and Yale was the Hair Cottage (before Ray and Terri moved to Harvard and Bonita and opened Rio de Ojas). Then it was a funeral store of some sort for a few years.
It was purchased by the Vintage Flip people, and a peek through the window during renovation showed this work in progress.
Here is what it looks like from the outside now.
In your next visit to Claremont, if you need a place to stay, this house is now an AirBnB, and is conveniently located to the Village and the Colleges.
This interior photo is from the listing on the AirBnB website.
This week’s photo challenge of weathered prompted these Claremont sightings.
This weathered building has had a makeover in the past few months. I prefer the weathered look.
When last Claremontography went looking for glass sculptures of thorns at RSABG, they were not on display. Now they are. You can find them in the Cultivar Garden.
A few weeks ago a column by David Allen in the Daily Bulletin shared a story about a Sue Grafton Claremont connection. This house on Baughman Ave. made an appearance in her first alphabet novel, A is for Alibi.
With her recent passing, the column was more timely than it may have imagined.