That's not Latin in the title--it's the abbreviation for where I live. "No Libs" is the local slang for Northern Liberties. Northern Liberties was actually not an original part of Philadelphia, and was only added on in 1803. Where it was located, just north from the city proper, made it ideal for manufacturing of all kinds, including mills, tanneries, breweries, or in the case of my building, cigars! It is also listed as a famous red-light district in the US, and later, as Philadelphia's first suburb. That must have been some transition....
Germans and later Eastern Europeans established themselves in this neighborhood, and contributed to the overall look of the housing and architecture. Which is where I am going with all this---May I present you with the Doors of Northern Liberties!
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| The door that started my picture taking..... |
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| ....has a mere post it note to identify it. |
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| The Ornate... |
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| and Exotic.... |
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| Colonial detailing..... |
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| and Gingerbread styling. |
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| The Forgotten... |
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| ....the Quaint... |
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| and the Regal. |
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| Some have Good Bones... |
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| and some need a knob or two. |
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| Some tell us a lot about what goes on in there... |
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| maybe more than we want to know! |
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| This one is done up right... |
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| ..and this one just looks inviting. |
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| And this one is the Door to the Secret Garden! |
It's a diverse place to live, certainly, I see the changes every day between the old and the new, the bought and the sold. Northern Liberties is an ever changing landscape, and I never get tired of seeing what happens next!
