Cars We Saw at North Shore Pride

A few weekends ago we went to North Shore Pride! It was my first time at any kind of Pride event. I am extremely uncomfortable in crowds, but given recent events it was important to me that I show up. It was absolutely lovely. Everyone was so happy and lovely and kind and welcoming and happy and kind. I dressed up as a bisexual mermaid pirate and to my absolute delight Pride turned out to be in part a car show. I know cars aren’t exactly the point of Pride, but it was an unusually good day for cars, even for the North Shore. I am very excited to show you the cars.

My earrings are by Night Owl Jewelry, purchased at the Girl Gang Craft Fair in Salem. My necklaces are all gifts from my maternal grandmother. Car identifications and fun facts are by my dad and my brother, who know an extraordinary lot about cars (and are usually the sole recipients of my streetside car photos).

Here’s me:

Here’s cars:

2016 Mazda MX-5 Miata

We met this Miata in the garage on our way to Pride, parked near us.

1957 Chevrolet Bel Air

The most interesting car of all turned out to be one we saw on the walk to Pride, not at Pride itself. This is a 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air.

This Bel Air, in part because of the black paint and all the chrome, looks a lot like a shorter GAZ Chaika 13, to the point that we initially thought it was a GAZ Chaika 13. The GAZ Chaika 13 is a very interesting car. It was used by the government in Eastern Europe in the 60s through 80s. You can read more about it here.

The GAZ Chaika 13 was also rented out for weddings, a lot like the limo in the United States. My parents rented one for their wedding. They said it was a bit rattly.

(Since my initial googling of all these cars I’ve started getting ads for them, especially for 1957 Bel Airs. I of course do not mind.)


The following cars were part of the Pride parade itself. The very best cars were the very first part of the parade and then interspersed throughout.

Ford Gran Torino

???

We couldn’t figure out what this car is.

1970s (1972?) Oldsmobile 442

1960s or 1970s Dodge Charger

1975 Cadillac Eldorado

2015 Ford Mustang

Volkswagen Beetle

2015 Chevrolet Camaro

2014 Rubicon Jeep Wrangler in rainbow, possibly sponsored by Skittles (?), which makes sense


Finally, another of the most interesting cars we saw that day was again not in the parade itself; this one was on our way home.

1984-ish Cadillac Coupe DeVille

The Coupe DeVille is a very special car. It’s had a large cultural impact and appears in a lot of songs. Here are some of them:

1964 Ford Mustang

And the final car of the afternoon, seen from a distance.


All the Cods We Saw at Cod Fest/Fireworks Over Peabody/Houses Older Than America

This 4th of July we spent the day at the Marblehead Festival of Cod, as well as the rest of the also very excellent but admittedly less cod-related Marblehead Festival of Arts. In the Festival of Cod, regional artists decorate wooden codfishes, the decorated codfishes are displayed in storefront windows in Marblehead, whoever wants to bids on the codfishes in an auction online, and the money from the auction goes to future Marblehead Festival of Arts programs and scholarships.

We approached the experience like an unguided scavenger hunt—we ambled around more or less downtown in Marblehead and ran up to look into storefronts when we saw cods in the windows. We got to see a few lovely ocean-focused art galleries and of course the arts festival itself, where we bought a few really lovely ocean-themed wood pieces I continue to feel guiltily and happily covetous of. The cod auction was less pricey than I expected; next year maybe I will bid on a few.

Here are the cods we found, in their natural storefront habitats.

“Marblehead Regatta” by Paula Cardarelli, oil on wood:

“Garden Cod” by Katie Appleton, mixed media collage:

“Sunset Sail” by Elaine Caliri Daly, acrylic:

“Fish Form Meets Function” by Kim Leventhal, paper:

“Beta Virginus, the Second Brightest Star” by Eleanor Fisher, glass shard objet d’art:

“Ms. Cod” by Dayle Persons, altered art, decoupage, mixed media:

“Joyful Journey” by Monica Benton, decoupage with Giclee archival printed material, gold paint, jeweled eye:

“This Cod Came to Party” by Kent Stetson, digital paint, vinyl, crystal—which I was delighted to see had a matching dress next to it in the shop window:

“Caribbean Cod” by Lisa Durkee, epoxy resin with metallic pigment and beach sand:

“Banks Cod” by Bill Frost, pine:

“Abstract Gadus morhua in motion” by Jess Russell, encaustic wax, mineral-based pigment, pan pastels, and shellac on pine:

“Waterfront View 2022” by Marua O’Connor, acrylic ink:

“Old Marblehead” by Polly Maxon Tritschler, acrylic:

“Mouth of Marblehead Marsh” by Jodi Shea, oil on wood:

“There is a Cod Out There” by Ruth Rooks, watercolor/gouache (protected with acrylic spray):

“Little Harbor Cod” by Ellie Tomlinson, acrylic paint on wood:

“Dottie” by Mary Taddie, mixed media:

“Bluefin Red Boat” by Tracy Finn, acrylic on wood:

“Bubbles Below” by Ellen Garvey, blown and fused glass:

“Once Upon a Time in Marblehead” by Siobhan McDonald, acrylic paint:

“Bones” by Susan J. Schrader, wood, acrylic, nail, silver thread, aluminum:

“Striped Sea Bass” by Kirsten Bassion, stoneware:

There were tons more cods we didn’t find. You can view them all (with much higher quality photos than mine and with information about the artists and the storefronts) at the auction site:


When we got home that evening the whole country put on a show, probably for Marblehead’s Festival of Cod but maybe also for another holiday. Here are this summer’s 4th of July fireworks viewed from our home in Peabody/Salem, in the direction of Peabody and Danvers and the sunset.

That sunset:

Years ago, on the 4th of July, rather than go to a single fireworks show my family went driving in Pennsylvania, hills and valleys and hills and valleys, passing town after town, and at all times we were surrounded by fireworks, not one show but many, all at once and all around us. It was my favorite 4th of July. This 4th of July felt like that. Ocean air, not cold Pennsylvania air, and the window of a house, rather than a car driving and the wind on us, and different people I love around me—but like that.


When they started out, Peabody, Danvers, and Salem all started out as a part of Salem. Salem Village, which is what you think of when you think of Salem (and where the witch trials happened) is in the current-day Danvers, wedged in an unassuming residential neighborhood. Danvers State Hospital, or Arkham Asylum, is of course also in Danvers, and on my partner Cory’s drive to work every day. History. The North Shore has history.

Cod Fest was our first time in Marblehead. Marblehead is all ocean and hills and rocks and remarkably (for America) old (older than America) buildings. I started out photographing every building with a plaque, but I very quickly stopped being impressed by anything from the mid-1700s onwards (and was starting to be a danger to myself and drivers in very fancy cars trying to navigate roads that weren’t built for any kinds of cars). The North Shore has wonderfully many houses that are older than America and in which people continue to live.

Here are some houses we saw in Marblehead from the early 1700s and earlier, including three houses from the 1600s. The earliest we saw on this walk was 1636:

Here’s what the world around these houses looks like:


Little Library DIY

We made our own little library! Our little library is not only an accomplishment of a yearslong fantasy, it is also a constant source of joy when people stop by and a great excuse to buy books. I did most of the planning and designing, with construction and style guidance from my parents and my partner Cory and our friend and housemate and generous feudal lady PJ, and fixing from Cory, an actual mechanical engineer, when things broke. I think PJ wanted to buy a professionally built little library, at least at first, but I wanted to do something ill-advised, amateurish, in retrospect possibly manic, and from the soul and also to use a dremel for the first time in ten years.

Our little library is painted black and the books have a sometimes spooky tint, because we live in a not-yet-painted-black house that may or may not have its own soul (and if it does have its own soul, or a visiting soul (other than our visiting souls, of course), it is absolutely a spooky one) across the street from a graveyard in Salem—which of course means that most of our neighbors and subsequently most of the visitors to our little library have died. Spooky books are often also joyful books, and hopeful books—but sometimes just spooky.

This is a blog post about how we made the library/libraries. Spoiler alert, it ends up looking like this:


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Ingredients

Here’s everything I bought to make the library:

  • A reasonably-sized waterproof bathroom cabinet, to serve as the larger library—we painted it black, but this one was originally white, which already looked very nice as a potential library
  • A narrow waterproof bathroom cabinet, to serve as the small library—this one is dark brown, since it was closest to the intended black, but it also comes in white
  • A five-pack of 8×10″ plexiglass, to serve as the windows
  • Durable, waterproof plastic file folders, to serve as the roofs—in black since our library is black, but you can get colorful ones instead
  • Mounting tape, to attach the windows and the roof
  • Black outdoor paint, to paint the cabinets our preferred color, which was black—but you can choose a different color, or you can choose to not paint your libraries at all
  • Barrels to plant your libraries in—I bought these fancy wooden bucket barrels (18 inch, 15 inch, and 11.5 inch diameter, one for each library and the smallest destined for flowers). I like them a lot because the real wood and its smell and its texture and the metal handles were important to me because smells and textures are important to me in general, but they are expensive; cheaper, perfectly acceptable, possibly more durable plastic bucket barrels exist, and different sizes and shapes and quantities of the wooden ones—this is the fun part; you could even get this weird wishing well planter I’ve been trying to find some excuse to buy (but I have nothing in particular I want to do with it and nowhere in particular I want to put it) and stick a library in it, which is what I would probably try to do if we decided to add a third library

And here are things we already had that we also used:

  • A dremel, to cut out interestingly shaped window-holes
  • A sturdy pocketknife, to cut the plexiglass to fit the window-holes
  • Variously sized small pieces of scrapwood, to attach the roofs to and to make lock-type turning mechanisms so the doors don’t blow away
  • A drill and drill bits and screws, to attach the roofs so they don’t blow away and to attach the lock-type turning mechanisms
  • Lots and lots of rocks
  • Dirt
  • Flowers
  • A very strong glue to fix things when they break, like JB-Weld or Gorilla glue

And some things I bought to put in the library once we built it:


Methods

Here’s how we built the library.

First, I assembled the smaller of the two shelves. (In retrospect, I should have waited until after dremeling the doors, but it worked out fine.)

The shelf fit nicely in its intended bucket, as intended, with some books in it.

I dremeled windows into the doors of both the small shelf, which was easy because I just sliced the spaces between the horizontal gaps, and the larger shelf, which was more challenging. I tried to make the windows large enough that you could see in and see the books. I considered adding more windows to the other sides of the shelves, which you could if you wanted to, but we decided on just the doors.

(Does what I’m doing make you slightly uncomfortable? It probably should. I have no training in this except Science Olympiad in high school.)

I also reoriented the doors of the larger shelf to open in opposite directions because that is more interesting.

Here is how the larger shelf looks, dremeled and assembled:

I like how the large shelf looks as a white shelf, and white might be a good fit for a different project, but we had a whole vibe planned so it had to be painted black. I think it turned out nice and dramatic.

I measured and cut as large rectangles of plexiglass as would fit across each of the doors of the small shelf, covering the windows I had dremeled in (and which had partly already existed before my dremeling). I attached the plexiglass to the doors using mounting tape, which apparently is used for cars so it is probably good enough for this purpose as well.

I cut small straps off a skirt belt I didn’t like and curled them into door handles for the larger shelf, and attached them using mounting tape as well.

Then I cut and attached the plexiglass windows on the doors of the larger shelf—big rectangles covering both the big window holes and the little door handle holes.

Here’s how they turned out, with books inside:

To make a roof, I decided to use file folders, supported by wooden blocks that had been used to deliver furniture. Here is what that brainstorming looked like.

I painted the wooden blocks black and used mounting tape to attach them to the libraries.

I wanted the roofs to be waterproof, and black, so I ordered black plastic file folders and used them as roofs, attached also with mounting tape. Cory told me that when he was improving on this idea later he mentioned my use of plastic file folders as roofs to a coworker, who said that non-engineers sometimes come up with creative ideas to engineering challenges that a person boxed in by an engineering education might not have come up with. A very kind compliment.

They turned out quite nice, I think. Very witchy and spooky.

Here they are in their buckets, outside. We reserved the bottom part of each shelf to fill with rocks so that the libraries would be heavy and more or less sturdy. The shelf comprising the smaller library is actually upside down—the now-bottom shelf used to be the top shelf, intended to store toilet paper.

We bought flowers to plant in the buckets alongside and around the libraries:

Here is Cory planting the flowers. We planted the flowers on the sides and filled the rest of the space in the buckets with dirt. The smaller of the shelves is entirely dedicated to a flower we saw a lot of bees on, which seemed like a very good sign.

Here is how they turned out, after sunset and full of books. Very spooky and cozy:

We bought a ton of books to fit in the libraries. Here are some of the books we bought:

We dedicated the hall window overlooking the libraries to the books we plan to add to the libraries. Here they are at various moments. We ended up moving them from the windowsill to a dedicated shelf under it because there got to be too many.

PJ officially registered our libraries. Here are the fancy materials they sent us, including a little plaque:

Here are the libraries with their plaque. PJ also got a gorgeous flag and a wooden sign and little reading owls sculptures.


Here’s where dreams meet reality, and it gets a little sad—but happy and better afterward. Around Halloween we had a very bad windstorm and everything that could blow away did. The library flag blew away and we found it somewhere down the street. The roof folders blew away and we did not find them. The skeleton hand you can see in the mulch also blew away and we found it later near the graveyard (maybe it was trying to return home). The fence came down, thankfully missing the libaries.

There were two problems we kept running into: one was wind and the other was rain. The roofs kept blowing away, and mounting tape was just not doing the trick. And the doors kept blowing open, letting in rain and getting the books soaked. Twice a door was blown open hard enough that it broke off.

Cory is an actual engineer. He made nice wooden door locks to keep the doors from blowing open and drilled them into the libraries.

Cory also fixed the broken door with superglue.

Finally, Cory added additional wooden supports for the roofs, and drilled screws through the roofs into the supports. No more flying away.

I’m very grateful to Cory for supplementing my—um—creativity with thoughtful and weather-aware actual engineering. Here’s how the libraries turned out, with their improvements:

And here they are now: