Armed with a mobile phone and several of “poo bags” we walked the dog about the downtown yesterday. Here’s some of what we saw.

Some stores buy stuff – some do not!

The sign at the corner of Fifth and Locust says “open” while the sign on the Market House doors say otherwise. And, no, the Market House was not open.

Prudhomme’s on Fourth is for lease; CEDC ought to jump on this.

This building makes one of the best presentations in the borough.

This building in the 200 block of Locust Street boasts a splendid display of metal grillework and a “for sale” sign.

Columbia’s got some outstanding architecture. Many just need some love and attention … and money.

Looking at the sidewalk from where we took the above picture we spied some of the omnipresent dog “doo-doo.” Columbia’s sidewalks must look like Sochi’s without the roving dogs. Maybe the borough ought to insist that all dogs be licensed and have proof of a doggie DNA registry!

Seems kind of incongruous, doesn’t it? These blue painted exhortations appear to be an exercise in futility.

The  promise a hope emerges in the form of spring flowers amid the snow, cigarette butts and trash in the little plot in front of the post office.

Yep, spring’s promise is in the flowers.

Robins and motorcycles are harbingers of spring. On Saturday and Sunday, the promise of spring came with the roar of the engines. This one’s still snow-bound.