The front parlor of our Victorian house is a peculiar place. It sits upright with chest thrust out to the large front porch and brick street. Astride one wall is a marble fireplace. On the other, a wood door with window — an entrance to the porch. Who has walked through that door during the [...]
Huffman relationships develop before and after living in the neighborhood.
We have a six-foot long icicle hanging from our eaves; it is easily six inches wide where it connects to the gutter. Given the distance from the sidewalk and the lack of foot traffic in that corner of the yard, we have determined that the risk of damage to the gutter if we knock it [...]
If it bothers you to look at all the dust and odds and ends in peculiar yet highly-ornate areas, well, bust out a rag and clean it yourself. When you’re done with that, I’ll show you the kitchen.