On our country rideabouts I like to discover old houses. Those that have been kept in good repair or remodeled are appealing and happy, but I also love those that have seemingly been abandoned. I can imagine stories and people that once inhabited those now bare walls.
I occasionally snap photos of these houses for future reference for stitching or sketching.
I’m not alone in loving these houses. On some social media sites, these have recently been called “lonely houses”. An enchanting phrase that describes the essence of these places.
But there’s one house en route to one of our antiquing hot spots that’s only lonely sometimes. If we pass by at just the right time of day, this house has visitors. The four-legged kind. How fun is it to see these horses eating on the porch.
The horses don’t like to pose in perfect lighting conditions for a photo shoot, but on this day we happened by at feeding time and I got a couple of shots.
An update on the red hearts on linen…
Since my last post, I’ve abandoned the ‘one-heart-a-day’ plan and have been stitching several down during tv time each night. Almost all the ones I had pinned in the last photo you saw are now stitched in place. I’ll probably add more small ones…but it’s nearing completion of the appliqué stage.
the last house … with its sagging porch roof and the upper roof impaled by the huge tree limb … oh, what one could make with that wonderfully aged barn wood
and I love how the horses have found shade … surely needed in what must be a hot midday sun … the meadow grasses and wildflowers already in full spring
Yes, that last house in the photos was really listing away from my view in the shot. As we drove past, I remarked that I might have taken the last photo of it while standing.