When I first moved here over 30 years ago—sheesh, where does the time go?—there were almost 100,000 people in the Treasure Valley. Now the population of the metropolitan area has reached a quarter million.
Outlying villages have merged into miles and miles of cookie-cutter developments with loftily misplaced names like Tuscany Meadows, Princeton Place, Artisan Point, Boulder Heights, Blue Meadows . . .. At the west end of the county traffic is nightmarish. Big box stores scream for attention at every major intersection.
But I live in an older, more sedately-paced part of town. All that stands between me and the downtown core is the Boise State University campus and a lot of student housing. Yes, it can get noisy around here, especially on home football days and in the spring, when classroom crazy succumbs to kegger relief. However, I can walk or ride my bike to most downtown activities. Despite the occasional murder along the river or adolescent cougar on the loose, I feel safe walking home at night.
Besides helping to stave off sit-buttitis, my walks never cease to amaze me. I see things that on wheels would be missed. First of all, a river runs through it. Then there are the parks that necklace the river, providing open space and miles of greenbelt for skating, cycling, and walking.
Julia Davis, herself, Boise’s first matron of the arts and hospitality. She and husband, Tom, were early and very successful pioneers during the 1860s. Tom deeded the land for this park to the city in honor of his wife.
A growing population has enabled Boise’s arts & cultural community to flourish
- One whole downtown block is dedicated to our historically rich Basque community.
- Just another bit of interesting art in the Trader Joe’s parking lot.