The latest addition to the German Village tiny door club has made its appearance, this time on Macon Alley, near the intersection with Beck. The elf who lives here must be an indolent athlete — sufficiently skilled and vigorous to scramble up the bricks and latticework, but unwilling to repair his rickety front steps.
Morning walks around German Village can be a feast for the senses. On days like today, where lingering traces of pre-dawn fog hug the ground and leave a glowing sheen on the brick roadways, you feel like you might just live in a mystical land.
Those bricks look great on these kinds of mornings, but be wary — they’re death when sleet or freezing rain come to town.
Recently I became aware of a website called walkscore.com that gives neighborhoods in Columbus, and elsewhere, a “walk score,” a “transit score,” and a “bike score.” The website appears to be used by people who are considering making a move to a new apartment and are interested in finding out how their potential new neighborhood rates in those three categories. You can check out your neighborhood’s scores here.
German Village gets an 87 (out of 100) walk score, a 60 transit score, and a 65 bike score. Those ratings make German Village the second most walkable neighborhood in Columbus, close behind the Short North. The 87 walk score means that most errands can be accomplished on foot and GV is only a few points short of a “walker’s paradise.”
Speaking as a confirmed walker, it’s hard for me to imagine that you could find a more walkable neighborhood than German Village. I not only walk to the office every work day, but I also walk to the grocery store (as I did this morning), walk to the wine shop, coffee shop, barber shop, and deli, and walk to a bunch of nearby restaurants, bars, and coffee shops. I’m not sure what kind of errand could not be achieved on foot from a German Village location — and I also think GV is more convenient to the core downtown area than the Short North is. The quaint brick roadways, sidewalks, and houses in German Village make hoofing it around our neighborhood a visual treat, too.
The point of this post is not to quibble about German Village’s scores, but rather to note that it’s gratifying to see that people are rating neighborhoods by their “walkability.” We’d all be better off, from a health, fitness, environmental, infrastructure, and financial standpoint, if more people started to focus on walking when deciding where to live.
They’re running the Nationwide Children’s Hospital Columbus Marathon this morning. The course runs down Third Street and the jogs around Schiller Park. As I can back from my morning walk, the leaders, pictured above, came running past at an amazingly fast clip.
Each mile of the marathon seems to be dedicated to a different patient at the hospital. We’re located close to Jessica’s mile, at marker 10. As I write this from my back porch, I can hear loud rock music and the whoops and hollers of supporters as the marathoners stream past.
The Marathon is something of a hassle, because our primary roads are blocked off for much of the day. But it’s a good cause, and it brings out lots of volunteers and community spirit. I guess we can put up with the road closures and war-splitting broadcasts of Jump Around to our quiet neighborhood once a year.
The elf and sprite population of German Village apparently has been busy. We’ve found yet another tiny door on the streets of the Village — this one located next to a drainpipe and complete with a brook, a bridge, a clothesline, and a ladder so that our elfin friends can climb up to the front door.
As the fairy tale of the cobbler teaches, our vertically challenged buddies are very industrious fellows. What’s next — an elfin high-rise?
We’re reaching the end of the growing season in Ohio — at least, I think we are. You wouldn’t know it by the bright green growth spilling out of one of our planters. This spectacular botanical specimen has long since exceeded the natural boundaries set by its terra cotta home, and now is growing like crazy in every direction: up and across the steps, along the side of the house, on the bannister, and around all of the other planters. You wouldn’t know that the plant is in a pot that is perched on a bench, which is now completely covered by the rapidly growing green leaves.
I’m getting to the point where I wonder what the house will look like when I get home at night — or even whether any house will be visible at all.
This is one of the best yard signs I’ve seen in German Village lately. Who could possibly disagree with this sentiment?