Since the reason I went to Quilting on the Square yesterday was to get back that feeling I had when I lived in a small town, I thought I’d share with you some of the pictures of our house in a small town in Indiana. Our house was next to the county library and a block from our own town square.
The courthouse sits in the middle of the Town Square (photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
This house was built around 1893.
And, this is what it looked like when we lived there a few years ago. Needless to say, we had lots of Trick-or-Treaters on Halloween.
As they came up to the front doors, they found 2 very tall doors that would open wide for large items to pass through.
Just on the other side of that door, was a lot of original woodwork and the charm of the Victorian era.
Barrel (curved) walls and original parquet floors in the entryway… You can also see 1 of the 3 fireplaces in the front parlor.
The other 2 fireplaces are in the dining room on the left and the back parlor (living room) on the right.
Old houses are not all glam and glitz. There is a lot of work and expense with upkeep. I stripped 3 thick layers of flooring off the kitchen and laundry room floors to get to the original pine flooring. When we bought the house, it was in good condition, but we added a lot of work and money to put the charm back into the house.
The monster, killer rosebush. I hated that thing. It was beautiful, but its limbs and thorns were so thick – you certainly did not want to get caught in its “grasp.” See the tree face up yonder? That’s on one of those original “stick” trees in the black and white picture of the house above.
I had 15 rose bushes, several flower beds and lots and lots of Hostas. Hostas lined the other side of the garage and the front porch. We also had 3 arbors. Clematis was growing on this one, and Wisteria was growing on the third arbor. Little did I know how invasive Wisteria was!
I could get anything to grow in that black soil. This sunflower was the tallest I’ve ever seen; it towered above my garage.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed your visit to my old house. You never know what’s inside of those old, scraggly looking houses. Like old people, old houses may be weathered, but you may find some jewels inside and well worth the visit.
2 thoughts on “Deja Vu”
ida you house is beautiful…i totally understand and i have the same feeling when i go to holton….at this time in my life i am displaced…i don’t belong except for the fact my possesions are here…i live with a person and have lived with him for twenty years who doesn’t really care about me…..so someday i will find where i am supposed to be…ty for sharing you lovely home with us
[…] As I watched this chicken, it started bobbing across the road, you know how chickens do with their heads going back and forth… Well, we lived in the “heart” of Hartford City; a block from the County Square, right next to the County Library. And, that chicken was headed straight for the library! It was almost 10:00 in the morning when the library was due to open. Now, to set you up so you can get a picture in your mind, here is a picture of the Blackford County Library. And, here is a picture of the Blackford County Library with our house in the background. You can see how we have a good view of the library from our house. This was our house, an old Victorian built in 1893. You can see more pictures of this house in another of my posts here. […]