Karen and I went to Sacramento today for a meeting. We stopped at the Starbuck’s that is next to the downtown Sacramento library where our meeting is held. The barista served our drinks in cups that had our names on them, or at least our Starbuck’s names—Kathy and Maryanne. I have decided these are our Starbuck’s aliases and we can use them the next time we go Sacramento and run amok.
Our meeting finished up early because they were going to hold a second meeting on one of Karen’s programs. While she attended that, I walked around outside and took pictures. It was a clear day in the capital, with a breeze that kept it from being too hot.
The library is a gorgeous building, a mix of old and modern that harmonizes.
There is a federal building, lined with columns, with intricate brass-work doors. Very steam-punk! Th e two J street entrances have elaborate lamps flanking the elaborate door. I took a picture of one and watched as a gray animal scurried out of the juniper bushes, paused, nose twitching, then ambled across the walkway. It was small, and had a naked tail. So, not a squirrel, then. I didn’t take a picture, because I feel about urban rats about the way Ronald Reagan felt about redwood trees.
The Cesar Chavez Plaza was nearly deserted. I took a few pictures of this guy on top of the granite plinth, AJ Stevens, “A Friend to Labor.” One side of the plinth has the words, “Labor is entitled to a just reward.” Must be a really old statue.