So please, put on your grace-goggles when viewing these pictures. A dirty house, plus an historic camera, plus an impatient photographer is not always the best combination.
So, with out further ado, I bring you Oakland Avenue! Dat, da, da!
The front door (obviously). I told Mike that the house finally felt like home when I put that little cutie up. He didn't understand, but that's the way it is with most things in the house.
Here's the view to your right when you enter the house. We just painted in here and I'm head over heels in love with the new "Seaside Sand" color, which replaced the "Blush Rose" - aka: gag- color.
Here, I'm sitting on the couch taking the photo the other way. Mike and I are obsessed with orange and when we saw that chair we knew we would rather die than live without it.
Okay fine, that was just me.
I know Mike really wanted it in his heart.
See that door to the right, we're headed through there next.