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Brookfield Park, where porous pavement meets a new enemy: the human foot.

Tucked away in Fairfax County, Virginia’s extensive park network is one by the name of Brookfield.  Fairfax Park Authority maintains an abundance of green space that shields this urbanized county from a state of near 100% buildout.  With 43,000 acres managed by either the County, the Commonwealth of Virginia, the regional system (NOVA Parks), or

Destination parks: the reviving yin to a small town’s yang?

Whether it offers breathtaking natural features, a historic landmark, or simply a place for viewing other phenomena, a park can serve as an amazing magnet and catalyst for economic development.  A destination park—usually state or national, and one that typically requires admission fees to enter—can yield such spinoff economic benefits that it invigorates the neighboring

Hybrid strip mall: a retail/wholesale beast in the suburban jungle.

A strip mall is usually the most predictable and omnipresent of low-density suburban commercial land uses.  Every American over the age of ten knows what one looks like: a row of shops, usually low-slung (one-story), a sidewalk linking the storefront entrances, and an abundance of parking out front.  They’ve gotten more aesthetic in recent decades,

Dying wing in a healthy mall: the Sears phenom all over again?

Potomac Mills, in the heart of the vast Washington DC suburbia that is Northern Virginia, continues to show remarkable resiliency amidst the widespread decline of many—perhaps even most—conventional enclosed shopping malls.  Dead and dying malls are, obviously, a familiar subject on this blog; even from the earliest days in the late 2000s, I explored Lafayette

The lapse lingers a little longer.

The last ten days have involved a hiatus from this blog that’s lasted longer than just about any lapse since my Afghanistan days. I have been overseas—and still am—with even more limited Wi-Fi access than I expected, and I didn’t expect much. Therefore, the lapse hasn’t just involved posts, it has included comments, consolidation of

Contraflow: a forced one-way street can promote safety or confusion.  Context is key.

Many, many moons ago, during the breezy period right out of schooling when I lived in Southern Louisiana, I had to evacuate from a hurricane or two.  (“Breezy” takes on a new meaning.)  Though I was indeed a New Orleans resident during the most ill-fated of hurricanes in anyone’s recent memory—Katrina—I coincidentally was out of

Rural single-screen: how does the Clayton Theatre in Dagsboro, Delaware survive 75 years?

It’s hard to find an old single-screen move theater that’s thriving, even in affluent urban areas.  When it comes to those walkable, revitalizing main street districts—where people collectively demonstrate their affection for old architecture by refurbishing and repurposing old buildings for niche businesses—the vintage movie theaters from the Golden Age of Cinema should ride the

Dying wing in a healthy mall: the Sears phenom all over again?

Potomac Mills, in the heart of the vast Washington DC suburbia that is Northern Virginia, continues to show remarkable resiliency amidst the widespread decline of many—perhaps even most—conventional enclosed shopping malls.  Dead and

The lapse lingers a little longer.

The last ten days have involved a hiatus from this blog that’s lasted longer than just about any lapse since my Afghanistan days. I have been overseas—and still am—with even more limited Wi-Fi