I like the Westcott neighborhood in Syracuse, a lot. It’s an old neighborhood with lots of small to not so small bungalows, Arts and Crafts single family homes, and double occupancy structures that get rented out. It’s very 80 to 100 years ago, old growth (?) trees. Next to the University, it’s full of grad students, professor, and various kinds of progressive people across the low and middle ends of the middle class alongside the student-working class. In the summer, all the undergraduate leave, it’s warm, green and quiet as the gardens riot. In Syracuse, I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. It’s very loose. What does green space have to do with “thought”? I especially like the mix and match of things, the combination of vernacular architectural details, old paint, dirt and green gardens. These lend tactile dimension to the way we live and to the way we think. Of course it matters to “thought” where you live and under what kind of sensory-sensible conditions.
