One day I was out walking around one of the city lakes here in Minneapolis. I came upon this retaining wall and gate. Not so unusual except that the house that once stood behind this gate was no longer there.
Here’s the house that used to be on this lot. My thanks to Dorothy Childers for permission to use her photo. It was a white stucco house with a red tile roof. The design has some quirky features and there appears to be an addition (possibly two)made over time.
Here’s the new house that is going up. I took this photo back in October, 2012. I haven’t been back to see if they’ve completed it yet.
Here’s a shot of the back side:
This new one has a lot of detailing:
I like the copper accents. I’m not sure I care for the “wavy” brick exterior. No doubt there is a name for this look; I don’t know what it is. I think house numbers with a bit more polish would be better for a home of this stature. Perhaps the owners are creative types and preferred a bit of whimsy over elegance. What do you think? Do you like this new house or the old house better?
On Tuesday I spent the afternoon with a friend. We walked around Lake of the Isles. The crimson and golden hues presented plenty of photo opportunities. Here’s are some photos from the afternoon walk. Big thanks to my friend for stopping and waiting for me to capture all the images.
It was such a gorgeous weekend we were blessed with here in the Twin Cities. Temperatures in the upper 70’s and low 80’s, barely any wind, and plenty of sunshine. Did you get an opportunity to get out and enjoy it?
Goodbye to September, hello to October. Have a wonderful Monday!
Today’s post veers off real estate to settle back into photography. A photo challenge is designed to provide a theme for creative inspiration. This week’s theme is about framing a shot through something else. Here’s my post for this week’s photo challenge.
This horse was having his evening meal, happily munching on the grass. He kept an eye on me as I came up to the fence and took pictures. He looked up at me and stopped eating the grass long enough for me to snap this pic. I think I heard him say, “Yeah, I ought to be in pictures”.
I always seem to notice pink homes. Perhaps it’s because they are rare. What sort of person lives in a pink house? Creative? Confident? Artistic? Fun? Bold? Gentle? Caring? Content? Blissful? Loving? Sweet?
What if I wrote those same adjectives in another way:
If a home is going to be pink, it needs to be the right shade and hue of pink. This Victorian wears its pink well. Some homes will wear pink better than others. Victorians, yes. Cottages, yes. These styles generally have some architectural detailing that works well with pink. Your basic 1950’s rambler? Probably not so much.
Locale makes a difference. Southern states may have more of these pink homes than northern states. This home is here in the northern state of Minnesota. I get the sense winter wouldn’t be quite so dreary coming home to a pink house.
Landscaping can make a difference as well. Note the variety of landscaping here that softens the overall ambiance.
As a Realtor, I am always looking at homes as I walk and drive and bike around town. I usually look beyond the basic facade. What else is there to see? What details does the home have? What is the landscaping like? What colors have been utilized? Is the front yard gated off or open to the street?
The foliage here created a window to the side yard. And here was the view.
Photography is one of my passions and, as such, I have hundreds of pictures. The other day I was looking through some of them and came upon this one. I love the rustic fence juxtaposed against the new path. I took this photo on a late fall afternoon when the days are shortening and the light is waning.
I considered tweaking the photo with image editing software but opted to leave it as taken. It’s perhaps a bit dark yet still appealing. It’s one of those moments a photographer hopes to capture, when the light is between day and night, offering a surreal quality to the image and scene.
This fence lays along the back of a home and adjoins an open section of a double lot. The fence is broken and weathered and sunlight highlights its beautiful patina. The fence may be old and worn but it is still adding to the landscape in a picturesque way. I find myself thinking of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain when I look at it.