Dream House, Dream Garden

 As a teenager I loved walking along  the streets near my high school. Most of the homes were built around 1910 with friendly-looking front porches, big windows and gardens full of hydrangeas. I used to dream about being a member of one of those families, climbing the stairs lit by the stained glass window or coming home to the door with leaded glass twinkling in the light. Now I have a better idea of the work and responsibility it must be to be a caretaker of those elegant homes. But I still enjoy marveling at the bay windows, balustrades and turrets waiting to be discovered on each block.