With less than ten minutes' notice for a 9:30-11:30 house showing, I grabbed my camera and split.
I had no chance to shower so I was not fit for human consumption. I wandered around aimlessly for a while, searching for a good place to take pictures.
I am not famililar with the older parts of the city in which I live so I drove up and down some of those streets until I found a Burlington Northern Santa Fe yard next to an automobile graveyard, separated only by a chain link fence. The BNSF people gave me permission to take pictures, if I promised to stay far from the tracks. No problem. . .
Here are some of the result of my happy wanderings. I also picked up some "garbage" that will make wonderful textures for my paintings.
Back home for fifteen minutes and a couple of realtors show up unannounced and wish to see my house. I didn't leave, I went into the garden and pulled weeds. Some interest in the house, but no results. It's only been about ten days since it was listed. . . trying to stay positive despite the comments left on the site by people who have looked at it.
I love those pictures. There's something about rust...
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos. Your house? The one right buyer is out there, trying to find you. Know that it's true.
ReplyDeleteI have been following your blog for awhile-- thank you for your 'welcome" comment on my blog. I really like your pictures--- love the textures and colors.
ReplyDeleteJazz, I love rust, as long as it's not on my car . . .
ReplyDeletePs, thanks for the words of encouragement. I hope you're right.
Donna, thank you and I look forward to reading your blog.