I saw both these beauties on the same street last evening while walking over to my landlord’s place to drop off rent. Can you believe it’s July already? Or that I can walk to my landlord’s place to drop off rent? (hey, I live in LA) I can’t.
But I digress.
I love the spray of white flowers against that peach dream of a house. The dark shutters too. And just when I thought I’d found my favorite (for now) house of the week, I glanced across the street and saw the moon.
Oh, the moon. Hanging there in the perfect dusky blue sky over this lovely little white house, with her charming brick chimneys. I’m torn between my love for all the bright and cheerful homes, and the simple, perfect white houses like this little gem.
Which do you prefer?