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Many practical homeowners in Denver, Colorado eschew the traditional grass lawn in favor of xerophytic garden or ground covers with highlights of colorful flowers. And, many of the gardens are spectacular.
We stayed in a beautiful 126-year old Airbnb rental home with not a blade of grass in front of the home. But the blooming ground covers and brilliant poppies, growing in the shade of the tall trees, were wonderful to behold.
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.
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
And relax! Me in my 20's (with hair!) enjoying a hot july vacation, scanned from 35mm Kodak print. Taken, I think, on Canon AE1-program kodachrome. Director's chair bought as a present off my Auntie. The Pyracantha bush was soon chopped down as it was full of huge sharp thorns.
Fozzie: “Did you know that my cat owns this house?”
Miss Piggy: “No, I didn’t know that.”
Fozzie: “That’s why the word ‘homeowner’ has ‘meow’ in it.”
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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No dark cloud on the horizon daunts you when you know you own a home to share with someone you are in love with
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.
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Bright and colourful butterflies are taking over Felstead Park.
They’re not animated, but “live” in the murals that were painted on properties located in a laneway adjacent to the park.
“It’s a way to beautify the city, but we’d also like to make the public aware that pollinators live among us,” said Nick Sweetman, who helped organize 30 artists to create the artworks. He added that he was approached by Jode Roberts of the David Suzuki Foundation (DSF) last year to take part in the Butterflyway Project, an initiative to create habitat for butterflies and bees in neighbourhoods across cities in Canada, including Toronto.
Sweetman, who had been painting “bees, butterflies, and other pollinators” for a few years, said convincing homeowners wasn’t a walk in the park.
“I went door to door with DSF — knocking on doors asking permission to paint people’s garages. Many didn’t get back to us, ” he said. “When they saw the finished work, they changed their minds, saying ‘I want to be part of this or can we still get a mural?’”
In the end, they painted 30 properties, doubling the numbers of those who initially signed up.
www.toronto.com/news-story/8747385-butterflies-take-fligh...
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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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!
Chris & Kati purchased their first house together.
I swung by after a photoshoot for a local gun shop, and stopping by a buddy's tuner shop.
First visitor - first official photo.
Congrats!
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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.
Homeowner mural facing Indian School Road NE in Alvarado Park neighborhood near Uptown in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Homeowner mural on alley off Indian School Road NE in Alvarado Park neighborhood near Uptown in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
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.
Wandered for about an hour up down and over Sturgeon Co. looking for something interesting before sunset. I stopped before a solo shed in a field near a house and within minutes the homeowner came out. There's been so much trouble with B&Es folks are on the lookout for out-of-place visitors, like me. lol Once he learned I was just taking pics, he told me about a very cool homestead about a mile away. I found it, but not in time for a sunset, however, noticed this neat row of sheds on a knoll. Have a great long weekend!
The workshop is slowly getting packed… I think of all the rooms in the house I’ve packed up, I have had the hardest time with this one. I spent so much of my time and energy out here and built so many things. I am sad to see my workbench go, and some of the cabinets that I made, but it is honestly a joy that the new homeowners really wanted them and would appreciate them.
Theme: Moving On
Year Ten Of My 365 Project
Homeowner talking with FDNY Firemen about an electrical issue after power-line was knocked out by tree falling down.
Homeowner casually cleans his house, using the fleeting rays of sunlight the day has yet to put out.
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.
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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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.
“One day you could be a homeowner,” he said grasping at the door that wasn’t his but was in a mercurial dream. The door was whispering that he did not own property.
“You don’t own property,” said the duplex. “You’ll never own your own space, loser.”
The young man stood as if to ignore a talking duplex in a world that lacked color because the artist made the grand choice of removing it in lightroom. He imagined a great fire dragon attacking the duplex for insulting him but he knew it was true. He couldn’t afford property let alone a duplex.
“Dick,” he said, walking off to photograph more cool looking homes and buildings, unable to afford them but at least he could photograph their soul.
I normally begin earlier when the interior and landscaping lights have very little effect on the exposure. I had to work backwards on this one due to a late start. I had the homeowner turn off all of the lights until all of my flash exposures had been taken. We turned the lights on for the final exposure.
Multiple flash exposures blended with an ambient for the windows and exterior lights.
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...
Homeowners in Carmel love to name their cottages. This owner is poking a little fun at Clint Eastwood who name his restaurant in Carmel The Hog's Breath.
Chief cook, bottle washer & plumber among with many others...the plight of a homeowner! :0)
Just prior to cleaning, it was discovered our plastic cold water handle in our shower had decided to crack on Christmas Eve Day so it was off to the shop & into my spare parts collection. Seemed I was fresh out of bath handles but I found this laundry tub one which was a perfect fit, a temporary fix. I have replaced most of the brass valves & taps/faucets over the years, this one is a nemisis it seems being the most frequent repair/replacement...I'm not a big fan of the design.
Sign by an irate homeowner on the wall of his home at Mare Island, California. The owner, Bill Kearney, complains that, after years of litigation with the home-builder Lennar Corporation, a home construction and real estate firm based in Miami, Florida, that over $100K in construction defects remain unresolved. He terms his home the "Lennar Lemon".
Mare Island is a peninsula in the city of Vallejo, California located 23 miles northeast of San Francisco. It had, since 1850, been reserved for government use. In 1993 Congress approved the closure of Mare Island Naval Shipyard (the oldest shipyard and naval facility on the West Coast) and a vision of rebuilding the island as a vital place where people lived and worked was undertaken by the city of Vallejo. In 1998, the city of Vallejo contracted with Lennar to develop 650 acres of the eastern portion of Mare Island into a multi-use community.