The window above belongs to an exquisite house nestled in the bend of a very busy section of road in Gloucester. Anyone who lives in Mathews passes it every time they go to Wal-Mutant. It's on the right-hand side as you're approaching the stop light at Route 17.
If you click on the photo you'll see a sign (in the window) which is all too familiar to me. Familiar, yet troublesome.
That sign and the window are part of the house below.
The reason the view of the house is blocked by trees is as follows:
* You can't see it, but below what's shown in the picture is the Autobahn. On off days it's used for Nascar trials. Those familiar with this stretch of highway understand how well-traversed that stretch is. The only way to take a decent shot would involve trespassing (at best) or death by Business 17, which is why the funeral parlor is conveniently located two doors down.
* Speaking of which (trespassing not death), there are No Trespassing signs everywhere. Everywhere. Take a gander at what's hanging off the cedar tree there in the foreground.
* I had to pull over on the opposite side of the road; pretend as if I were going into the Frame Shop located there; use the super-zoom function on my camera; then pretend I wasn't taking pictures and wasn't going to the Frame Shop, all the time sweating bullets. Bullets the size of cannonballs.
*It's really very difficult to take decent pictures when your heart is thumping so loudly you can't hear yourself
In any case, I love the house above. There are several outbuildings and dependencies that are absolutely gorgeous.
My mother, who is from Gloucester and used to live in the Court House not far from here, has not sufficiently answered my question of what this place used to be, or who owned it or why it's so magnificent. Another very real possibility is she's told me but I've forgotten.
Either way, I'd love to know more about it and get a closer look without fear of being arrested for trespassing or being run over by the Daytona 500.
p.s. Dear Frame Shop Owners,
Thank you for letting me pull in your parking lot for just a minute or