The textures of Pioneer Square are beautiful…Cities always change, always show the good at the bad…and always persist.Seeing the beauty isn’t always easy…sometimes, we just have to retrain our eyes.
Peering through alleys at the edge of Pioneer Square is like looking back in time…and back into the present again. Architecture and stories, colors of the brick and stone… mysteries of moments long since gone.Beauty and history…the good and the bad… fleeting moments.
Autumn afternoon at the Pergola…Pioneer Square. Built in 1909…it’s always been a corner for many conversations. It may seem different now…but the history remains.