Wednesday Window, a portrait of the past
just when I thought I was going to be behind my sewing machine all day in the air conditioning as the Texas temps rise above 100 degrees, the winds of change redirected our plan for the day. We were called to explore an old home built in late 1800's because it may be torn down soon, or better yet, moved to a new place to be revived, loved and brought back to life. It was very creepy to me, as I had just watched Grey Gardens. The vines were growing inside the holes of the roof. The mink coat left on the wall still seemed to wreak of musty perfume. The milky window panes created such mysterious ghostly invitations for me to grab my camera and tripod for todays SP. I imagined what a beautiful happy home this place used to be. Warm, inviting, cozy and full of laughter and tears. Now I am cautiously stepping lightly on guard for snakes, mice and poison ivy. But instead, it was calm, quiet, and almost soothing. random boxes of jars and old books, piles of curtains and broken dishes. nothing but milky windows to gaze thru and imagine what life was like, once upon a time. I came home to my own home built in 1914, and reflected on the memories here, now and then. Go here to read some of my thoughts.
just when I thought I was going to be behind my sewing machine all day in the air conditioning as the Texas temps rise above 100 degrees, the winds of change redirected our plan for the day. We were called to explore an old home built in late 1800's because it may be torn down soon, or better yet, moved to a new place to be revived, loved and brought back to life. It was very creepy to me, as I had just watched Grey Gardens. The vines were growing inside the holes of the roof. The mink coat left on the wall still seemed to wreak of musty perfume. The milky window panes created such mysterious ghostly invitations for me to grab my camera and tripod for todays SP. I imagined what a beautiful happy home this place used to be. Warm, inviting, cozy and full of laughter and tears. Now I am cautiously stepping lightly on guard for snakes, mice and poison ivy. But instead, it was calm, quiet, and almost soothing. random boxes of jars and old books, piles of curtains and broken dishes. nothing but milky windows to gaze thru and imagine what life was like, once upon a time. I came home to my own home built in 1914, and reflected on the memories here, now and then. Go here to read some of my thoughts.
6 comments:
that was an adventure into the past !Imagining what "daily" home life was like in the past is fascinating - knowing they were just like us yet living in such different time... I love the photo of you through the door...
hugs you adventurer you !
A trail of memories to explore; a hiker to the past. Wow - great day.
Great pictures!!
Hellow,Deb.You are taking me with you, in this old house. You write with sensitiveness and you care for simple, little things. I love this behavior.I like your photos very much.( I'll send you an e-mail soon). Have a nice day.
What a lovely adventure; old houses are among my favorite things, but they are becoming harder to find. Thanks for taking be back in time with you!
Grey Gardens was a good movie, but I know I could not have lived in a house such as that one. Now exploring a house like the one you did has always interested me. I too imagine what the people were like that lived in it and how they could let it go. If they tear it down will they allow anything to be sold from it before then? I'd really like to know. Have a great afternoon and try somehow to stay cool, T
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