Sunday, September 29, 2013

Sunday Stills....Creepy Things


Home, sweet, creepy, home
This one was easy...just step out on the lawn while walking the dog and point and shoot. We live in what was called "the haunted house" when we were kids. Used to drive by on the school bus and shiver deliciously looking up at the old tower, and the strange windows, and elaborate, toothy shingles.

Same photo as above, un-doctored

Never imagined I would grow up and marry the son of the family that owned it.

But I did. Just call us the Addams Family

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16 comments:

Ed said...

Great shots... who is Lurch in the family?? :-))

dibear said...

I'm hearing the Addams family music in my head as Ilook at your photos! Neat old house. :)

Throwback at Trapper Creek said...

I love your house! And the farmers in it too!

thepoodleanddogblog said...

I don't think it's creepy at all, I love your house. You showed it before and once I think you said it wasn't meant to be a home to be lived in year round. Was this am elaborate summer home for some wealthy city people?

Shirley said...

That's your house??? I love it! Have you updated it much - hopefully at least to make it warmer than it looks!

The Dancing Donkey said...

Wow, what a great house! We sure don't make things like we used to. Now we have double wides and modulars and call that progress.

CDH said...

What an awesome home! Love the farm homes like this...so cool!

ellie k said...

That is a great old house, I bet in it's hay day it was quite the house. I grew up in an old two story farm house that had a fire place in every room for heat, it was never really warm in the winter unless you were in front of the coal stove in the good room.

morephotosplease said...

Armywife loves it, nice little story too. And yes, it is creepy looking. Regular Guy

Earl said...

I have been there, never saw the creepy or the haunting. But the No Trespassing sign down by the entry was a bit daunting. Nice pictures as always.

Caroline said...

I was expecting spiders, not a neat looking old house :o)

Cathy said...

I may have said this before . . . but bears repeating:

Your house has more character in one shingle than acres of suburban landscapes. I know. That's where I live.

Vaquerogirl said...

Way Cool! You win!

threecollie said...

Ed, thanks, you rang?

dibear, thanks! Wish we could restore it to its former glory

Nita, thank you! it is a pretty neat place to live...although very cold

Jan, I believe it was a summer home, or else they just didn't care about being warm. colder than a frog's backside even this time of year and you just can't get the warm outdoor air to come in.

shirley, yes, and no. It is not too far from its original state, including plumbing from the twenties. It is very cold.

DD, amazing place. After years of living here I still find tiny, amazing details, tucked away where no one is likely to see them...

CDH, thanks, it is a neat place.

Ellie, the only way we could keep this place even sort of warm was back when we had two furnaces, one oil, one outdoor wood. Now we only have the wood stove and it is downright chilly in winter. We are good at dressing in layers.

Tom, thanks, it is a pretty infamous place, people we have never met know where we live. lol

Earl, alas that sign was taken out in one of our many tempests and is missed when strangers hop off the Thruway and stop in to take an uninvited tour. lol. Thank goodness for dogs of fierce demeanor.

Caroline, it just seemed too perfect.....lol

Cathy, if only we were wealthy enough to maintain it in the splendor it deserves. And it would take someone of independent wealth. we painted all we could reach a few years ago. Gallons and gallons and gallons of paint. Gallons! A power paint sprayer. And look, you can barely tell. It drinks paint like a paintoholic.

VQgirl, aw, thanks. lol

ellie k said...

We always shut off every room we did not just have to have to keep the rooms we needed a little warm, we did not have a bathroom so the runs to the out house made the house seem warm after bearing your bottom in the out house. Being between warm cows when milking was sometimes a relief because you could get warm. This was in Ohio, now I am in florida and quite spoiled with warm winters.

threecollie said...

Ellie, oh, how I can identify with that! Have lived in the mountains with an outhouse. Not too nice in winter. And when both our furnaces exploded a couple of years ago, the barn was the warmest place on the farm. I envy you Florida.
lol