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You know you are in the country when the post box is big and the front gate is discouragingly difficult to open ... locals visit through the driveway or back gate. The unusually grand design of this front gate belies the state of the house and yard. There is always at least one residence ruining a town's tidy image.



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  1. JulieApril 30, 2009 at 7:49 AM

    But this just reeks of potential ... all one would need is a bull-dozer to clear up the yard. And probably to tear down that front verandah.

    But didn't the early settlers always know the best spots to chose for a residence. Just in the lay of the hill, probably facing the morning sun and sheltered from the harsh westerlies.

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  2. JennyApril 30, 2009 at 10:25 AM

    Ah. yes, but clean up that yard & give that house some TLC & it would be stunning. I am sure that house could tell some stories if we took the time to listen

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  3. PJApril 30, 2009 at 1:36 PM

    What a scream! No, wait, that's my house! Well, maybe when we first bought it. It's much better now. Really, it's too much.

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  4. UnknownMay 1, 2009 at 2:12 AM

    I allways enjoy seeing the signs of time, but on the other hand things look great when recovered or well maintained.
    I like the panoramic shot.

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  5. freefallingMay 2, 2009 at 6:03 AM

    Magnificent fence.

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