Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Fog and Decorations


Letty Cruz said...

When I was in high school one of the neighboring houses, owned by a Harley-riding big dude and his Amazonian wife, was wicked-faux Victorian and lushly covered with creeping vines on gables and huge old trees that preceded the house by over 50 years. We called it the Jungle Mansion. NEVER worked up the courage to get ourselves invited into it -- they didn't have kids, or any that we knew at least. But fogged-up like that is how I imagined their living room to be *sigh*