Monday, December 5, 2011

Old House Soul

When you rehab an old house there is decision upon decision
requiring your head and heart to find the balance
between dollar and dream
between stretching the budget and protecting the old girls' soul...

The rehab of this old farm house, lovely old girl that she is, hinges
(for me)
on restoration, reclamation, rejuvenation ~ not altering renovation
I love 'the old' of her
creaky doors, wide-plank floors, wavy windowed glass
leaded panels, old brass handles, ghosts and crows that sass...

Every (single) time the heating fuel truck rolls to a stop out front
under the maples that touch the sky bare branched
I wince
It's never pretty when I see the meter read
of how much the old girl consumes to keep us warm(ish)

I'm so often advised to
"replace those old windows and doors &
it'll save you a fortune in the winter!"
No doubt it would...

But how could I wrent from her these?

No.... Never...
Can not. Will not.

She's watched the world pass with these
for a hundred and forty years.
Her pride, her history.
My joy every day as I gaze thru or walk thru.

No - I say they stay.
(as I pull on another warm sweater)...

Thursday, December 1, 2011

In My World

I hope you've not grown weary of these pictures of mine...
There are points in the week(s) when they are all there's time for.
There are other moments when I honestly feel they let me share
parts of my life that that would be shortchanged by mere words.
Sometimes my photo montages, my images
(or 'snaps' call them in the UK which
I've always been fond of calling them)
are my version of 3 or 5 or 6 random thoughts -
but visual rather than texted.
If ever they elicit boredom, or a yawn let me know
Otherwise, I'll continue sharing them with you ....

Tin hat? Tin everywhere perhaps?! lol

If this is true I find it (among a list of many things) disturbing to say the least......
                 (and note to self: keep the 'dumb-phone' I currently own, lol)