Our House at the end of our Street

Unashamedly self-indulgent, I know - I am starting a new regular posting. A pictorial catalogue of my (our) house. Clearly, the house was a little annoyed with me this week (probably for not paying enough attention), so it and the main sewer line struck a deal. A flash flood of raw sewerage in the basement necessitated calling in the big guns (AKA Baltimore City department officials) AND, naturally my husband was on the west coast. The crap-whisperer triumphed. So, photographs of dry happy places it is... to abate-the-hate and forget the entire Mount Vepoopius/Flushing Meadows incident ever occurred...

Front drawing room - mirror and mantle detail