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.
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4 comments:
I love those pictures. There's something about rust...
Wonderful photos. Your house? The one right buyer is out there, trying to find you. Know that it's true.
I 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.
Jazz, I love rust, as long as it's not on my car . . .
Ps, thanks for the words of encouragement. I hope you're right.
Donna, thank you and I look forward to reading your blog.
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