Friday, March 13, 2009

A Matter of Perspective

Here's a twist! I was writing in a coffee shop this morning and scooted my table a bit closer to my chair (in this case the table was much easier to move than the chair). There was a man sitting alone on a couch near me, earpiece in ear, presumably chatting away via his cell phone. And he shot me a venomous look for making such a loud and inconsiderate noise with my table, disrupting his phone call!

Without transition.

Good friends of ours moved house this week, from a nice, typical subdivision model home to an 80-year-old house in an inner suburb. There are a lot of things I love about the "new" house, like the stairway:

The doors:

And the light:



My girls love the house too. This is their favorite part:

5 comments:

RobMonroe said...

I love how bright that is! That's awesome!

Abby is a big fan of cabinets. She hides her cat in her new play kitchen "oven" (which is just a cabinet door, more or less).

Silly girls!

Megan said...

OMG! That house is to die for! The stairs would be incredible for photo ops.

Signed,
This Old House Owner (1933) LOL!

Jessica said...

Gorgeous home (and girls)!

rebecca said...

It is a gorgeous house.

Sarahlynn said...

Rob, that's my favorite part, too. The light makes me feel happy there.

Megan, you are braver than I! I nonsensically desire a new old house. You know, all the craftsmanship and character of an old home with all the conveniences and . . . newness of a new home.

Jessica, it really is a neat place.

Rebecca, I like it, but could never live there. A little too much character for me, and I know that I'm simply not a fix-er-upper kind of gal.