San Fran scene. Hmm, blue is an option.

All of this porch demolition. It’s now time to start thinking about what we’ll replace it with and to get a feel for the color scheme. I got seduced by the painted ladies of San Fransisco some twenty years ago. “Someday I want a house like that.” said I. My house could be every bit as spectacular. She’s just a little rough around the edges is all.

Anyway, I’m spending some time looking at porch spindles, corbels and fanciful gingerbready things to add. Plus, I need to find an intense color scheme!

Kind of like the contrast of the dark gray with the red.

Holy Mother of God! I would kill for this place. Kill!! This is the Carson Mansion in Eureka, CA. I wouldn’t mind adding do-dads to my peaks though. And some iron work.

Cape May, NJ. The husband won’t let me go pink. Nor will landmarks. Eh, maybe this is too frou frou even for me.

Iowa. Interesting porch woodwork, but I think I have my heart set on chunky balusters.

Like these.