The mail arrived shortly after I woke this morning, and it’s been a while since I took a photo from the front porch. So here, we have a reflection of the road in front of our house. It’s a nice house, I like the wood railing reflected there, and I ought to put some kind of greenery in the cement thing that is there for that purpose. But I kill greenery, so I’m on the fence about that one.
My house is old. It needs repairs. But I still love it, especially my porch, and I can’t imagine why nearly all of my neighbors have replaced their wood railings with brick or iron. I think if I had the money I would ask a craftsman to come in and repair/replace my railing exactly as it is. Sure, the honeybees like making their home in it. Sure, it takes a beating from the sun and the highway in front of our house. I don’t care. I love my porch. Dirt and sawdust and all.
In a matter of days, my workplace will be starting the process of moving into a new building. This is a portion of the front desk in our current location. Our new location will have wood paneling as well, just not this tone or weathered like this. I look forward to sharing my new office space one close-up photo at a time.
There’s this utility pole that’s practically in my back yard. If careful, a car can be backed into the yard. Vans, too. A contractor backed his van into my yard once, so I know it can be done. A neighbor hung a Children Playing sign on it once. There are hundreds of staples in it from old posters and signs, and more than once I’ve wanted to grab a pair of pliers and pull them all out.