As we drove back from the beach I noticed this house on the side of the road. I loudly screamed to Dave, "We GATTA stop! That house is calling my name!" He hesitantly drove slowly by the house as I snapped away with my camera. The slightly dilapidated house didn't catch my interest...the bright pink doll house did.
The juxtaposition between the old house and new doll house fascinated me. The doll house is like a little, wondrous world compared to the poor neighborhood surrounding it. Seemed so out of place sitting there outside...my imagination is still running wild.
Monday, April 21, 2008
A Little World
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3 comments:
The little house that could.
I really like that.
oh I didn't see the little pink house till you wrote about it, but when I did I could totally understand why you wanted to stop! it's great!
I love this photo! It definately captures my imagination too!
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