(Church of the Improv turned down a cell phone antenna deal because of multiple concerns, not least the unknown health risk to children in the weekday and Sunday schools and the tenuous connection between the church's mission and overt commerce.)
I also spotted some of the new crosswalks that are stirring up a fuss in town. Their advantages over a plain old pair of white lines weren't immediately obvious to me (functionality? durability? esthetics?? cost???). I'm willing to be persuaded, but if they become as slippery in the rain as most pavement paints, then I have concerns about ped and bike safety. These have much more paint in the space traversed by pedestrians and cyclists and so would seem likely to become dangerously slick.
Peddling along, I went to a greenmarket a closer to Exit 151, the Montclair Farmers' Market at the Walnut Street train station. It's a modest-sized market and yet there were all kinds of good mid-July produce – greens, berries, early stone fruits like apricots and sugar plums, early corn, early tomatoes – and the promise of the main crop to come. A number of NJ peach farmers swap with farmers farther south to extend their respective selling seasons, so there were luscious Southern peaches. The pickle-on-a-stick vendor wasn't there, but there's a new cheese vendor and a couple baked goods booths.
I parked my bike in the shade and as soon as my back was turned the squeaky toy on the handlebars became irresistable to kiddies small and large. All the time I was shopping, I could hear squeak, squeak... squeak, squeak. No one seemed interested in the JelliBell. Maybe a Pylones bell would be more entertaining.
On the way home I passed this fine fellow, the scarecrow on Watchung Avenue.
Sometimes persons unknown place baby scarecrows next to it. One year three babies appeared over the course of the summer. This summer there's no babies... yet.
Last night I pedaled off to hear a presentation on trash recycling. And almost immediately felt like a bad person for drinking water and other beverages packaged in single-serving, single-use containers. Guess I need to lay in a supply of Nalgene bottles and use my hydration packs more often.