There Goes The Neighborhood by beachzz
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As Anna and I drove along Hwy 1, we made all kinds of detours and stops. This little house is in Moss Landing**, a tiny community on the coast. Perhaps best known, unfortunately, for the massive natural gas plant in its backyard. I swear on a stack of photo manuals, that I did NOT do any postwork on this--it is really and truly red and orange. I'm sure the neighbors love it!! The funny thing is, on the very next block is a house painted turquoise and purple--this is so MY kind of neighborhood!!!!
**moss landing
Comments (19)
What a gaudy house lol, not my cup of tea, but hey, each to his/her own, great shot maz, love the cactus logo.
Hunterwasser would be pleased, I expect! I like it!
Ha, I know the exact location of about three siblings of this place. Somebody painted an old house here the same shade of orange as the trim on "your" place in this photo. Somebody down the street about ten doors from my daughter's painted their entire two story house shocking pink! Now, if I had a house in the immediate vicinity, my sense of humor would be gone over that...if you wanted to sell, most of your potential buyers would laugh and leave. On the upside, I remember Moss landing...this color would work there!
visitors have no probs finding this house
Great photo!Thank you!
At least they did it in a simple way. and I love the cactus too!! cute touch.. wondering what the inside decor looks like...
Wonderful!
nice shot
wonderful capture warm hug, Linda
My kind of neighborhood too. Bad in San Antonio, I had a little wood frame house with wood carport and I decided to paint it. I was bored with the white paint and black trim that fit so well in the older neighborhood... but the landlord said I had to stick with tradition and I could only paint it black and white. So I did. I painted the house black and painted the trim white. I thought the landlord was going to faint with a heart attack when he saw it. But I sure was proud of the way that house stood out. :-)
Every neighbors nightmare...
lol at MrsLubner. wonderful house colors to me
Oh my, that is VERY red...I agree, visitors would have no trouble finding them! Great find and capture!
Well, somewhere along Highway 1 you made a detour through the Wonderful Land of Oz and came across this gingerbread house. Hansel and Gretel must be somewhere about. Actually, I love it; it displays a strong sense of independence in this politically correct cookie cutter world. Stellar capture, Marilyn!
I love this! I've got metal siding (as I'm sure you remember) and am stuck with beige.
Hey! My house is reddish too, lol.... Love it! Aloha
wow, this brought out a lot of comments: stories about where people live, and Bill's been there (and Harry left a great comparison to Oz & Hansel &Gretal)...It's a great looking little house, it must be amazing to drive by places with this intense coloring...and I like the little 'painting' on the wall (a cactus?) and the orange awning under the roof. Nice direct capture, the kind of shot that architecture profs love because it shows a place face-on and vividly. Love the shots you bring back from wherever you go. We don't often see colors like that here...and if you think about it, you started with a vivid road-divider & that wild totem-god, and you ended with places like this. Like the color gods were with you the whole time...
Acadians in Lousiana are noted for their brightly painted houses. Perhaps a few in this neighborhood? This is a fine capture.
Mine too! there was a neighborhood where I grew up, all of the houses looked the same and they were all white. One of the families on JarBrook Rd. had several daughters. The neighbors all complained that they needed peace from the boys knocking on their doors looking for his daughters. Imagine the daughters chagrin when soon after returning from a girls only weekend, they could tell their beaux that they lived in the plaid house on JarBrook Rd.!!