Not mine, of course. My house is nothing special, and in fact, is rather blah.
This is a house near here, old, and not terribly well maintained. As far as I can tell, only a very lovely older gentleman lives there, anymore. I could only wish to be able to afford to buy the place, when he is done with it. Little chance of that, it will go for a lot more money than I could ever dream of. And will be knocked down, and the acreage sold off, and a whole passel of McMansions built in its place. I hope I'm no longer here when that happens.
Anyhow, the front entrance:
And part of the patio out the back:
The patio is multi-level. and I think there's a creek at the bottom, tho I can't get close enough to tell for sure.
It could be a nice place to do an opera. But that won't happen. It's a cultural wasteland around here.
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