#334: International District, S Weller at 5th Ave S

334) When I was in the early stages of this project, it was full of “firsts.” The first box in the University District! The first box that’s next to a green relay box! But now that things are winding down, I’m noticing a lot of “lasts.” For example, this box is the last one to be shot in the International District. Although I found this to be a fascinating bit of news, the box itself was rather unimpressed. It was much more concerned about when all those leaves were going to be cleaned up, because hey, it’s got an image to uphold.

#328: First Hill, Boren Ave at Jefferson St

328) This was a very elusive box. It’s not the box would hide from me, but like the desert lizards that evade predators by crouching among the thorny cacti, this box has escaped capture by living in an area with essentially no available parking. Nestled among hospitals and clinics, the limited on-street parking in this area was always full whenever I was on the prowl. Finally, I got wise and visited early one Saturday morning. As I triumphantly plopped myself on the low wall next to the box, he let out a resigned sigh and just said,
“OK, let’s just get this over with.”

#312: First Hill, Cherry St at 8th Ave

312) This box exists in a strange transition zone. In the area immediately around it we have low apartment buildings and even a selection of single-family homes. A very short distance away, however, and the buildings scrape the sky. Barely visible in this photo is the ribbon of I-5 that delineates the two, keeping one from encroaching upon the other. This mailbox doesn’t care about any of that. He just wants that green relay box to move over a step or two and give him some breathing space, man.

#298: Pioneer Square, Terrace St at 5th Ave

298) This may be the most single influential mailbox in the entire city. What makes me say that? Well, just have a look at the background in this photo. It’s a bit tough to see here, but beyond those red lights you’ll notice that the box’s likeness is cast one, two, THREE times in that huge concrete wall! When they built that wall, they could have left it a bland, flat surface. But someone had a vision, a vision that led them to immortalize the box that was watching from across the street.