Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Glimpses from the Road

This cute little house sits right alongside the road, close enough that I idled the car in neutral, snatched the camera out the bag, looked over both shoulders to be sure no one was watching approaching, glanced quickly in the rear view mirror, said two Hail Marys even though I'm not Catholic, and pressed the button to take the photo--all without getting arrested rear ended by another vehicle.

Since so far so good there was no good reason not to, I zoomed in and took another shot.

There's so much I could say about this lovely little house. Like how charming it is, even from the road. Like how I'd pay good money to sleep here on a rainy day just for the sounds of the water hitting the roof. Or like how it appears to be a combination of two local architectural styles: a farmhouse with a porch and a missing top half or a one-story dwelling that in later years grew columns and a front porch.

Please note: Chesapeake Bay Woman's expertise in architecture extends from here to nowhere and back, with a side trip down a path called Oh No She Didn't Just Pretend to Know One Hoot About Local Architecture, Did She?

No, thankfully, what I'm trying to say here today has nothing to do with architecture. It has to do with the fact that I drive by a million places like this each day--adorable homes, stoic old structures, vintage tractors or cars, lovely landscapes or beautiful yards--that I would love to walk up to, photograph, and write about. In the ideal world, the owner(s) would not have me arrested grant me an interview, which could be in person, over the phone, by e-mail or by courier pigeon. Either/or.

If you or anyone you know would like to have a structure or a vista photographed, please e-mail me at ChesapeakeBayWoman@gmail.com. If you or anyone you know have anything to do with the lovely little house above, please know that I found it charming and hope you don't mind me taking a few pictures from the road.

No matter what, though, I promise never to talk about architecture again.

Does anyone out there have memories that include rain hitting a metal roof?

p.s. Metal is a non-specific, non-architecturally correct term which includes tin, copper and/or any other roof-like material which would cause a rain drop to create a charming sound upon contact. This same material, used in a plate buried somewhere in Chesapeake Bay Woman's head, prevents any and all information from being retrieved from her memory bank but does not prevent her from attempting to talk about things which she knows nothing about. Unfortunately.

18 comments:

deborah said...

Wonderful memories of listening to the rain fall on my grandmother's metal roof...lulled to sleep by the soothing sounds...when my roof needs to be replaced (knocking on wood it won't need it for another 20 years) it will be replaced with a metal roof.

Grandma J said...

I luv that little house. Just big enough for me and my JJ, BPJ, Margaret and Crusty.

Never been in a building with a metal roof, but I sat out a torrental rain storm in my motor home in Kansas once . I think I pulled into to a Walmart parking lot.

Annie said...

It is indeed a very cute cottage.

I saw another goose like the one of your mother's. It was in Denver (on a another lady's blog)! Has he gone walkabout?

Anonymous said...

My Grandmother's house had a metal roof on the porch and I appreciated it even as a child. We had a 100 year old farmhouse until we built a new home 5 years ago. I miss so many things about my old house but the thing I miss the most is the metal roof!
Trinia

Caution Flag said...

No metal roofs. But I do have a daughter who prefers rainy, gray days to dry, sunny days. That has to come from her father's side.

Fighting Mermaid said...

I love the sound of the rain on my metal roof. It is sooo peaceful. But...I have actually had people tell me that I could insulate that wonderful roof to A) not freeze in the winter B) not boil in the summer and C) quiet the noise of the rain!!! Completely insane. I freeze and boil in part because I love that sound and in part because I love looking through the bubbles in the old glass windows.

Ann Marie said...

we are both using carrier (or courier which is the correct non country hick version that you used) .. on our blogs today.. weird.

The trailer that the waterman and I lived in prior to purchasing current Waterfront had a metal roof.. and while it was kinda cool when it just rained when the wind blew it sounded like I was sleeping UNDER a bowling alley lane. Not so much fun then.

Mental P Mama said...

I have memories of sleeping under tin roofs in the rain...that house is almost as cute as the brick one...

Daryl said...

Our studio apartment had a skylight and one night as it rained ToonMan put Herbie Mann's Rainy Night in Georgia on the stereo and we snuggled under the covers... everytime I hear that recording I think of the night ...

And I think you worry too much about trespassing ...

Mathews Mark said...

Damn CBW stop taking pictures of possible new residents for me now everyone is going to want to rent the place can a guy get a break and thanks for farming all my work out you were gona be my sole income for the summer! LOL guess I'm no longer a guess speaker at blogfest anymore oh well I will send some good ones for ya. MM

Mathews Mark said...

Sorry bloggers forgot how to write again (think I need to start back drinkin) just kiddin MMM. MM

Big Hair Envy said...

I just LOVE Daryl's story...

Sleeping at Grandma's house while the rain hit the tin roof....memories just don't get any better! Hail, on the other hand, is a totally different story:/

Pueblo girl said...

What a absolutely sweet little house. When I was a little girl, I used to fantasize about living in a totally tiny house like this. Life turned out to be very different...
I like my word verification today, "cystr" (say it).

Audrey at Barking Mad said...

I have always wanted a metal roof for that very reason...to be lulled to sleep by the sound of the rain falling.

Then, once upon a time, I actually got to sleep in a darling little cottage along the coast and laid awake all night long listening to rain on the roof, just because I liked it so much and found the sound so relaxing.

Meg @ Soup Is Not A Finger Food said...

Did I only dream I commented? Because OH YEAH, I am all about the tin roof and falling asleep to the rain on the roof. Grew up with that. YAAAAAh.... Snzzzzz....

Chesapeake Bay Woman said...

Thank you for commenting - it's been a long day, and another one follows tomorrow.

WELCOME BACK, MATHEWS MARK, and thank you for tolerating us this evening. You have the patience of Job.

deborah-it's a very soothing sound, isn't it?

GJ-The house is exactly the right size for all of you. And what's this about a motor home in Kansas? You've been holding back on us. Tell us more, please.

Annie-No you didn't see another one of those geese? To the best of my knowledge, he's not wandered anywhere, but you never can tell.

Trinia-Great to hear from you. There must be plenty of stories about that 100-yr-old house.

CF-Absolutely. Please tell us more when you are here for Blog Fest. (I'm a dog with a bone and will not rest until you're here, just so you know.)

FM-I know those types of people. Stay away from them, far away. Run! 'Tis far better to boil and freeze than be numb to one's surroudings.

AM-Carrier pigeon is the correct term, of course. My brain is sludge (see last paragraph about metal plate, it explains a lot).

MPM-The brick house is still for sale....

Daryl-You two are quite the inspirational couple.

Mathews Mark-If you don't come to Blog Fest, we're going to hunt you down. Just be forewarned. We have you penciled in for several things during that weekend, so don't go making any plans. There's a whole flock of ladies counting on seeing you.

BHE-Can't wait to see your blond locks.

PG-Cystr, I can relate.

Audrey-It's definitely a very soothing sound.

Meg-I'm right there with you, girlfriend. Zzzzzzz.

Gabrielle Jeromy said...

I also love that cute house, but I noticed rust on the metal roof's left side. If that were painted with a cool color like green or blue, it would look more beautiful. As for my favorite moment, the sound of raindrops is quite soothing and relaxing. It’s the kind of sound I enjoy when I visit our country house.

Waldemar Bureau said...

Nothing feels homier than hearing raindrops trickle down a metal roof. Pair that with a cup of hot coco and a good book, and you have a great day. That little house is just too cute and cozy. It's good that you managed to take a photo without someone watching you. Hehe.