A Surprise in Yellow
I was looking for something else. Wading deep into the photo archives, I had my mind set on another photo. One I recalled, but remained elusive. Then, I came across this beauty.
Yellow paint, slightly faded, with a wonderful, rusty roof. A deep front porch, perfect for sitting. Or do they call it, "porching", these days?
Then my mind began to wander as to why there are two front doors on this house. Not deep enough to be a double shotgun style home, perhaps it held two families. My grandparents had a house that resembled this, complete with those two front doors and metal roof.
I loved to sleep on the couch on a rainy night and listen to the rain hit the roof.
It's the little things that create the best memories.