I Promise You a Rose Garden.
Well, actually San Jose promises you a rose garden. They have several- this is the Heritage Rose Garden in the path of San Jose International Airport (yes, it really is International as opposed to back in the day when there were just a few flights to Mexico!) I’m assuming due to the heat and the ongoing drought the garden isn’t looking too great at the moment.
I also promise you other gardens, parks and agriculture related stock photos. First stop was actually to get a quick snap over the Guadalupe Community Garden right across the street from the Heritage Rose Garden. It was closed but I can easily see above the fence and the sunflowers caught my eye 😉
After a few shots of the HRG I swung by the Historic Orchard next door. All of this is somehow tied into the Guadalupe River Park. My favorite part of the park I did not photograph this time is the mound that’s right at the base of the approach to SJC. You can see all the planes stacked up on their way in on a busy day, and they get so close it’s scary!
Moving on I stopped by another branch of the Guadalupe River Park- I think it’s called “The Meadows” where there’s the world’s largest Monopoly board, a nice modern pedestrian bridge over the “river” (usually it’s more of a creek looking area.) There’s also the Children’s Disco Museum. One thing that’s nice this time of year is the unique light purple color of the museum is matched by the blooming Jacaranda trees blumes…
I’d been reading that there’s a shortage of material of East San Jose (where I grew up) and figured I’d explore some to-me uncharted territory. I don’t know how I managed to never visit the Emma Prusch Farm Park in the decades I lived within walking distance. But I did. It’s kinda interesting- but weird too. I heard a weird noise from underneath the brush in the Rare Fruit Orchard and looked in the shadows to see what I think was a homeless guy camping. There was some other weird activity in the parking lot which made me feel this was a bit sketchy. To add insult to injury I got the feeling I was being watched by staff while photographing. While especially due to the unusual nature of my gear it’s not uncommon to get a second look- I usually get a smile or a thumbs up.
After bailing out of Emma Prusch I stumbled upon a sign of something interesting and unexpected. A little sign in a nearby neighborhood pointed to the home of the late labor leader Cesar Chavez. I passed it several times before going to my phone to find the actual address. To put it politely it’s a very modest place. I guess that’s kind of what you’d expect from a migrant farm worker in the 1960’s but I figured it would have at least been kept up a bit better. How do you say Ces’t la vie in Spanish?
For a decade or so in my life, the Berryessa Flea Market was a big thing. I lived very briefly a couple blocks away. My (still good friends) Jeong and Seong lived nearby for decades and gave a good excuse to visit the flea market (and a free parking space.) Part of it is now home to the new Berryessa BART station that’s presently under construction. The fleamarket website claims to be the US’s largest outdoor market- but I’m dubious given what I saw. It looked more like a ghost town- though admittedly this was on a Wednesday afternoon.
More research on interesting goings on in San Jose brought me to the Taylor Street Farm. This was another hard-to-find place- and there was nothing but what I could see from the gate to photograph. And photograph I did.
After a while I got hungry. For those who know me, where I went out of my way- even passing a truck promising Mexico City style Al Pastor for a big chain…. But there was a reason. In my research, the Evil Arches, (a.k.a. McDonald’s) was experimenting with “Gilroy Garlic Fries.” There are only four restaurants serving them, three in San Jose. I went to the “Midtown” McDonalds. It looks pretty nice and modern from the outside, but was a little gross up close – as you might expect from Micky-D’s (sticky floor inside, sticky tables and remnants of old drinks outside.) The garlic fries, ostensibly made with “bounty of the county” garlic from Gilroy minutes away were pretty good however. Hard to imagine McDonald’s cooking anything with olive oil- but I guess they’re struggling to find a new customer base.
Heading back downtown I found a good parking space and meandered. I ended up at San Jose State. The light was nice. Frankly I’m not too keen on those gates they have at the entrances aesthetically but I photographed one. Further in I was reminded of another subject I was supposed to be working on. My step-mother April is working on a book about Germans in Silicon Valley. On the list (I’m not sure how it’s connected) is the historic Scheller house on campus. Check that off my list 😉 The light was nice on the front of the Event Center Arena too- so why not add that to the library?
The last shots I got were a few of the Team San Jose venues before I gave in, called it a night, and grabbed a beer. Actually I was pretty peeved because I wanted to grab that beer AND get some shots from Scott’s Seafood outdoor patio but there was some tech event that bought up all the seating! Argh!