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This homeowner is taking ‘Boat Planter’ to a whole new elitist level. I have seen rowboats and canoes made into planters, but this motorboat is a first. It is hard to tell what year it is because all the interior appointments are covered with dirt. I looked up Starfire and they make several varieties ... hard top, soft top, no top and yachts. This is probably a ‘no top’... at least it is now. I’m guessing a model made in the 1980’s. The nice thing about fiberglass is that it stands up to the weather. I am afraid they are going to try to steal the market away from my ‘Garbage Truck Planters’, which frankly are not selling too well. Someone spread a wicked rumor that they are trashy.
If you are interested in the flowers, I think the plants are Impatients. Any corrections are welcome. Have a nice weekend.
I've always had a special affinity for roses. While I haven't had any luck growing them myself, I love strolling through rose gardens and admiring the expertise of others. Sometimes when I'm out photographing a particularly beautiful rose, a curious homeowner will approach me. I explain my passion for roses and photography, and often, the proud gardener will invite me into their backyard to showcase their flower garden. I always leave with a new photograph and, occasionally, a cup of coffee. Life is Good !!
(Nikon Z6II, Nikkor 180-600 @ 540 mm, 1/1000 @ f/8, ISO 800, edited to taste)
Just because I love finding Halloween decorated houses & yards
Am not sure you can see them but these homeowners even put smaller skeletons in each of the windows flower boxes
The proud homeowner saw me taking photos and invited me to come into the yard to get a closer look. I declined but appreciated the invitation which tells of his glee in his decorating skills. He was pleased that I noted the changes in his annual display.
Homeowner has fright? Hmm...I'll have to work on that one!
After 2 trips during the early part of the storm on Saturday, I vowed not to leave the house again. I crocheted the rest of the day while listening to the Nutcracker on vinyl and drinking bourbon spiked hot chocolate.
After I was already in bed, I realized I had to get something out of the car. I'm glad I was forced to go out because the sky was this amazing shade of orange and everything was coated in ice. The wind was blowing the trees sounded like a million ice cubes clinking in a glass. It was magical.
DEAR HONORABLE PRESIDENT BARACK OBAMA,
The pictured above realtor signage are engulfing my street and neighborhood.
PLEASE, Sir, place on the agenda an urgency and high priority of HOUSING ECONOMICS, so that the young and the retired senior citizen homeowners can stay in their prized possessions....their hard owned homes.
Thank you.
Below, is one the many sad scenes that I have witnessed this year. Please let me share it with you.
Thank you for your compassion, and congratulations on your election.
FORECLOSURE...FORECLOSURE....FORECLOSURE.....FORECLOSURE
by
James Hiram Malone
TODAY IS TUESDAY. Atlanta's sun beams brightly down on a displaced furniture pile on the front lawn of a family's residence. The mountainous array of items evicted from the now empty house have no privacy. A great big Atlanta blue sky is the roof over the household personal belongings.
YESTERDAY WAS MONDAY. Every piece of the now open-air furniture was neatly and functionally arranged in that now abandoned seven room house. The sleep-good full size bed, matching dresser, and the chest of drawers that passers-by gawk at, once held fort in a ten foot by twelve foot upstairs bedroom. Nearby, on the grass, an electric alarm clock, whose face reflects the sun rays is set at six am as it was on the family's night table.
TODAY, TUESDAY, the open door refrigerator is bringing slow death of the freezer foods. Water drains like life's blood from the box and vapor steams wave to the waiting sky. The popular king-pin refrigerator that once coolly cornered the nine by nine foot kitchen succumbs to the heat of the day.
The leaning-on-the-side stove fizzes an aroma of gas that escapes from a dangling unplugged coil outlet. Circling flies engage in fierce battle as they hover over food remnants on dishpan plates. A laundry basket longing for soapsuds testifies that this home dweller was taken by surprise.
A tossed-on-its-back lounger, crushed under the impact of pots, pans and table lamps, misses being in that thirteen by thirteen foot living room in front of that TV set. And this unplugged TV electronic device screen now reflects and focuses all-day news to the pedestrians gawking at the front lawn's disarray. This is the picture of the tragedy of a family that got lost in the budget crunch economy and received foreclosure notice and was evicted to the streets.
A round dining room table strained with books, jars, cleaning supplies remembers being loaded down with plates of food in that nine by nine foot dining room. And especially on holidays. Unopened gallon cans of beige interior wall paint, a hammer, nails, screwdriver will not decorate and repair the house, scatter leisurely on the lawn. An ironing board, relaxes forlornly under the heat of the sun. Various brands of alcoholic beverage bottles and glasses lay huddle together, ready for another Saturday night party.
Flung-out-of-the-closets, mother-of-the-house dresses and father-of-the house suits lay wrinkled on top of an empty bookcase. Walking, jogging and playing family shoes lay inactive in the corner of the lawn. Ripped-from-the-windows, curtains, shades, now not giving privacy to household items, resign themselves in the shrubberies.
Pages of photo album leap out family memories onto the lawn. Baby Molly's first steps and grandma's birthday. Children's dolls, trains, checkers say “Come play with me!” Banged-up card table and scattered playing cards miss Uncle Joe's laughing, “I bid six!”
Broken picture frames, flower pots, and spilled prescription medicines onto the lawn suggest the movers were not sympathetic in evicting the family.
Pedestrians and motorists later seeing the AUCTION sign, mutter, “Ain't it a shame,” knowing full well that FORECLOSURE can happen to them without a moment's notice.
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No dark cloud on the horizon daunts you when you know you own a home to share with someone you are in love with
a little house wren has decided to make her home in the nesting box down in the peach tree on our front lawn.
Our homeowners' association held a block party Saturday night to allow the residents a chance to get acquainted. The company and food were both good and conversations lasted until after the moon rise. I had brought out my camera to take photos of three precious babies (those photos yet to come) so when someone noticed the moon rising over the trees I was ready - or as ready as one can be with no tripod nor high powered lens.
I wish you all a good week!
Coral Gables, officially the City of Coral Gables, is a city in Miami-Dade County, Florida, United States, located southwest of Downtown Miami. The United States Census Bureau estimates conducted in 2017 yielded the city had a population of 51,095. Coral Gables is home to the University of Miami.
Coral Gables was one of the first planned communities, and prefigured the development of the gated community and the homeowners association. It is infamous for its strict zoning regulations. The city was developed by George Edgar Merrick during the Florida land boom of the 1920s. The city's architecture is almost entirely Mediterranean Revival style, including the Coral Gables Congregational Church, donated by Merrick. The domed, Catholic Church of the Little Flower was built somewhat later, in a similar Spanish Renaissance style. By 1926, the city covered 10,000 acres (4,000 ha) and had netted $150 million in sales, with over $100 million spent on development.
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Homeowners and landscaping contractors drop off trailerloads of broken limbs and fallen branches at Dripping Springs Ranch Park on Monday, February 13th, 2023 in the aftermath of Winter Storm Mara.
Restored Milwaukee Road 4-8-4 261 rolled north towards Duluth dodging the clouds through Bethel as a bi-plane paced the train.
I took this from the second floor bedroom window of a house under construction and left wide open. The homeowner has no idea that there was once some guy wandering around his home taking pictures of a steam engine.
Homeowner's Associations (HOA) are a uniquely American Invention, that seems un-American. It is a group of people who tell you what you can and can't do on property that you own, and you pay them for the privilege. In exchange for this intrusiveness they are supposed to do things like trim the weeds around the lake. As you can see an epic fail.
Lucky clover usually refers to a find of a 4 leaf clover since they normally have only three. This clover in my front yard is lucky for another reason entirely. In my neighborhood the lawn care is done by our homeowners association. Last week was when weed killing chemicals were put on the front lawns. I noticed the workers coming down the street and spraying, then looked at my lawn full of clover and felt a bit sad to see it go. Later that day I saw that the crew had only got up to the house next door before stopping for the day, indicated by tiny flags they put in the lawns to show chemicals have just been laid. I was relieved to have my clover for one more day. A few days later my hubby noticed that our lawn was full of clover and the neighbors all had uniform grass lawns. He said somethings wrong, it looks like everyone got treated except us. Oh, let it go I said, it's not really weeds anyway it's lovely clover. Hmmm...he looked at me suspiciously for a moment and said It's strange how you love clover and here we are with a lawn full of it after treatment...lucky you. Really it's the clover that got lucky. I took a couple of the flags from down the street and placed them in my front yard so they skipped us :)
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Homeowner talking with FDNY Firemen about an electrical issue after power-line was knocked out by tree falling down.
We did it. We bought a house. In San Francisco. It's a bit hard to believe for us as well to own a bit of land on the other side of the world - but we now got the keys in our pockets. There will be a ton more photos of the house, the neighborhood, and the views from the property. Good Bye Russian Hill, Hello lovely Bernalwood.
Homeowners and gardeners often spend lots of money removing tree stumps, but there is a better way how to deal with them. You can turn an old tree stump into an attractive flower planter with a bit of diligent wood-working. It could become the highlight of your yard by filling it with colorful...
Seen at the Skansen Folk Museum in Stockholm. This woman is dressed as a 1920s-30s allotment owner. The hut behind her sits on a garden plot where working class families spent the summer while they tended their allotment gardens.
More information on allotment huts at Skansen can be found here.
Homeowner: "Well now, you kids are a little early! Halloween's not for another two weeks."
207: Yes, but at Disneyland, Halloween starts in September.
9: Yup.
These homeowners have created landscaping on their country property as beautiful as just about any that I have seen. I paused here on May 16, 2018 for some photos while returning home from the Big Boy Cruise-in at nearby Brooklyn, a pleasant small town in southeast Michigan's Jackson County.
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A Wood County, Ohio SWAT team stormed the home of Keith Sadler and arrested him along with six supporters. They were charged with trespassing, ostructing justice and later released from jail.
Secluded and private backyard with custom designed outdoor pavilion overlooking a solar heated pool. The modular solar thermal system atop the pavilion can heat the pool to a comfortable temperature in one day according to the homeowner. The pool cover (rolled up at the end of the pool) assists the solar system by reducing heat loss and evaporation. This is one sexy garden... with free range hens and an organic fruit and veg garden in the front yard.
Thanks to the gracious homeowners for the garden tour.
Homeowners near Lambeau Field rent out their driveways for gameday parking, a long-standing practice in the neighborhoods surrounding the stadium. Rates typically run $20 to $40 depending on proximity to the gates and demand for that day's matchup. The stadium, home to the Green Bay Packers since 1957, holds over 81,000 fans and sits along Lombardi Avenue in Green Bay, Wisconsin. On snowy game days, city crews and private lot owners alike depend on volunteers or paid staff to direct traffic through the narrow residential streets that ring the property.
Trump administration suspends mortgage premium rate cut which would have saved $ for many homeowners. So it begins… t.co/Y4XC3d7nl1 (via Twitter twitter.com/GehresLaw/status/826664630185521152)