My first house was a Queen Anne Victorian built in 1879, which reigned over the neighborhood on Juniper Street. Her ornate gingerbread was adorned with purple flowering Westeria vines that stretched across the length of her wrap around porch. Ancient pink Rhodies overtook her rickety old white picket fence. Standing sentinal along her two sidewalks - as she was a corner house - were eight 100+ year old maple trees whose seed pods were dubbed 'helicopters', by my daughters, as they spun to earth when they dropped from the trees. A bay window reached out to the side garden from the dining room. And an old wrought iron gas lamp, converted to electricity in the 1940's, stood welcome at the head of the walkway. 6"x4" acrylic on linen paper In auction on dailypaintworks.com for Japan relief.