Tuesday, January 26, 2010

My house

Before you go off thinking I'm a horrendous gardener, this is not really my house. I wish it were though, since I've admired this place for about 25 years, and all that time it's been empty. Like many such homes here, its owners may have been people who fled the country after WWII when the political tide turned. Many never returned, had no children to inherit, or else those children were/are not interested in coming back. So, homes like this go uninhabited and are not able to be legally sold, since inheritance issues haven't been settled.

I'd take good care of it....

MOTHER AND SON PIZZA

When hunger strikes...