Our morning walk was downtown today. This is the Carson mansion (now a private club). He was one of the early lumber barons here in the logging heyday. There is more information about the house on Wikipedia.
This house, across the street from his father, is the house William Carson had built for his son as a wedding gift. They call it “The Pink Lady”.
We walked by the Humboldt County Library, and I admired the architecture as it “fits” with the area. We decided to go it for a look around, but it was closed.
I imagine the library has some big windows overlooking this view of the bay.
Christopher has been talking about the taco truck, so we tried it today. I had some chorizo tacos, with ground, browned, and crisped chorizo. Christopher tried one of mine and, since we liked them so much, we ordered two more. See the extensive menu at the left end of the trailer? I was amazed at how many items they prepare in that small trailer.
Christopher is a friend of everyone he meets around town. The taco man posed for a picture, but I forgot his name already.
Cordelia recommended the Clarke Museum downtown in an old bank building. I love old, fancy bank buildings, so I would have enjoyed it if the place was empty. Andy and I spent a couple hours looking at the exhibits in this relatively small museum. One room was primarily quilts made in Eureka over the years. Two caught my interest.
This one is like no other quilt I’ve seen. Other than the fact that there are squares, there is no discernible pattern to it. Each square is unique, yet they all go together well. I’m sorry I got so much reflection in my photo. I also didn’t photograph the sign, so I completely forgot the story of the quilt.
I never knew cigars came wrapped in silk. This pillowcase, made in 1895, is made from silk cigar labels. There was another next to it made from cigarette labels.
It has been a long time since I’ve been in a fancy old bank building. They don’t make them like that anymore.
Even the ceiling was fancy.
They don’t make keyboards like they used to either.
A smaller room was stuffed with furniture and household items. That cradle is very similar to the one I had for my babies. What happened to it, Barbara?
I love the dresses on display, but they sure make me feel fat.
Another larger room focused on native American crafts of some of the local tribes. Most items were baskets. It was interesting to learn about the patterns and how baskets changed over the years when Europeans started to buy baskets. The Indians began making basket styles that they had never made for themselves, based on what was selling well.
If I remember right, this skirt was made from deerskin. If I don’t remember right, it was made from plant fibers.
A lot of the basket making was for fishing gear.
This cap surprised me until I read the sign. Now I remember seeing this pattern in other places, not related to Nazis.