The parking lot and gas-station foundation, with the house in the background. We have just arrived from Charlotte, having attended Grandma's funeral.
I love my super-wide lens.
The "true" front door. Warning: Purple ahead!
The property stretches all the way across, from one street to the next.
The ceiling in the breakfast room would make Opa swoon.
You want to know what built-in storage envy feels like? This is an appliance closet. No kidding!
This is the side/back entrance. You step in through the open door to the breakfast nook with the kitchen to the right.
The "cold room" is upstairs in the "maid's quarters" section. I'm not sure if Mom inherited all this stuff or not.
This is a little closet in the cold room. Was the carefully placed wig and sleeping bag a little joke from the seller?
The dining room. This is the first room to get spanked!
The dining room leads to the kitchen on the left and to the living room, TV room, and foyer on the right.
The built-in display case in the dining room has a light! (This is a great pose from Mom.)
This is the dumbwaiter door in the kitchen. Since the carriage is on the second floor, we're looking into the shaft here.
Looking up the dumbwaiter shaft. You can see the underside of the carriage at the second floor. There are ropes along the sides (visible at the top of the frame), but we didn't pull on them.
Looking down the dumbwaiter shaft to the basement floor. One of the ropes (lower left of the frame) ends nearby; the other extends all the way down.
Here's the dumbwaiter carriage at the second floor. I'm sitting on the toilet to take this shot.
The foyer. Through the lavender door frame is the TV room.
The foyer. The doorway leads to the living room.
The foyer, looking towards the true front door.
