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House burbling
Sasha Blaze
At long last--I've only been calling frantically around a three-county area for six weeks--I think I have a mason coming to repair the falling blocks of stone around my front door. He's going to stop by this evening as he and his wife return from the state fair; I'll wait to exhale until he says for sure that he can and will do the job, and gives me a firm date, but I do feel less panicky than I did. There's nothing like opening your front door and having a block of stone crash and break in two right in front of your feet . . .

tubbysnuggles asked what my house looks like, so here it is. The shrubs looked better before I trimmed them, but they'll grow back soon enough. Once the repairs are done, I'm going to treat myself to a nicer porch light; I've hated this dinky plastic one ever since I bought the house, but never quite got around to replacing it. The house was built in 1958 of local stone; I have a triple-width and double-depth lot, as do all the houses on this street. The extra elbow room is a great luxury, and believe me, I do know that--so when I whine about the impending retirement-complex construction, you should probably take it with several grains of your favorite seasoning.

For my own reference, more than anyone else's entertainment, here are "before" pictures of my back yard--looking across the open space where the retirement complex will go. The foreground and middle-ground oak trees are mine; you can see the doomed cedars beyond them. My property line runs straight across, about a foot in front of the cedars.

Looking northwest:

Looking north-northeast:

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Wow, your view is gorgeous, Cynthia! I'm sorry to hear about the ugly building getting erected. It's always so sad to see such vast spaces of greenery overrun with broken rocks, dirt, and machinery.

Party at Cynthia's house, wheee!

(PS - My post office actually got work done yesterday, and I received the gowns. Thank you SO much. ♥ I hope to have pics of them this weekend in their finery. ;D)

Oh, yay--I'm glad the box finally got there! *grumble Priority Mail feh*

I have enjoyed the backyard view so much, but there's nothing to be done when the cemetery decides to sell off its land. Better one-story retirement cottages than a tall apartment building!

Change is so hard, C - and that sort of change is going to be difficult. I'm sorry you're losing your expanse...Your house is quite adorable, though!

Jeans landed - thank you a MIL!!! Will post up some piccies for you soon!

Ooo, good, I'm glad the jeans zipped on their way! Hope they fit *and* suit--

It was such a shock to learn that the cemetery was selling off land for development; this town is not shrinking, and there isn't much space left except this strip along the property line. I still don't buy the argument that "everyone wants to be buried in multi-level below-ground mausoleums now," which is what the developer claims . . . but the city planning commission bought it, and that's all that matters. *sigh*

This looks so perfectly a tidy home in the Kansas landscape. And the back garden is lushness itself.

I say it's time to start planting a line of tall greener just inside your properly line. Arborvitae and Photinia will grow quickly to help mask things while the cedars establish themselves.

*sobs for the open feeling that will be gone*

*cheers for new stonework*

I'm a sucker for compact midcentury ranch houses--I grew up in one, and it's still my idea of what a REAL house ought to be. So when I saw this one, I threw all common sense out the window, didn't ask enough questions about maintaining the stonework . . . and have enjoyed my little money pit every minute of the past seven years, except of course when paying the repair bills.

Tall greenery, yes indeed. I also need to do some screen planting on the east, where my neighbors have an extremely unsightly yard. I hate to admit it, but the retirement complex will probably be nicer to look at than that. *grump*

Oh, man. Sigh. Losing such an expanse of greenery is going to be heartbreaking, I understand much better now (not that I didn't before, but seeing it brings it home.)

On the up side, now you have an excuse to build a big privacy wall/fence/hedge around your back yard for your very own secret garden, oui?

Your house is lovely! Eek for falling stones, though.

May I be paranoid on your behalf and suggest a friends-lock for this post? Otherwise someone'll know exactly where to go in order to spirit Mally Lee away.

Hee! Mally Lee has a sword, and isn't afraid to use it.

I am much comforted this morning, after talking to the stonemason; he's one of those utterly reliable, older rural men who make me feel that the world isn't such a bad place after all. Plus, men like that know other men who do necessary things (such as repairing the settling under my north and south doors). Now, if I had only been smart enough to call him six months ago . . .

Love your house. Here we call that Tennasee cut stone.
What a great backyard! You should be be planting now so it will be a screen before they start building

The only thing holding me back on planting right now is that the development will run *right* to my property line--I don't trust the construction company enough to risk losing expensive new plants to a careless dozer operator.

*more grrrrrrr*

Such lovely space! I like your little house. ^_^

The inside is pretty darn cute, too--I still have the original knotty-pine walls in the dining room, and knotty-pine cabinets in the kitchen. I started out wanting to do pure midcentury modern all through, but then I realized just how uncomfortable those Eames chairs are . . .

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