I was much looking forward to a bike ride around the Bunny Friend neighborhood with S. today, but the weather was menacing and we decided to postpone that particular ride. Of course the weather held, so after a lovely cup of coffee I rode my bike down to the Marigny to see if anything was afoot. I’ve spent my last few rides consciously moving my gaze from its usual steady concentration on the road. I mean, I need to watch for the myriad potholes and ridges and abandoned streetcar tracks peeking out from the asphalt, but it is too easy to just zone out there. It’s a different view if you just raise your eyes a bit. Today’s raised eyes noticed Ed. Smith’s Stencil Works old building on Camp Street. The place looks like it has been there forever, and the business actually has been–since 1867. I’m guessing they’ve made a lot of the iron signs and plaques all over this city, but I wonder how the business is going now. Is there a big market for rubber stamps, signs, seals, and badges anymore, now that we’re all digital and stuff? But I’m sure, like any business, it changes to meet current priorities. But peering in the windows, the place has that dusty feel of ye olde tymes. Guess I should ride past their new shop on Bienville, check the place out. Eyes up, people.