Here is a well groomed closeup. Very victorian. Flowers and a single porch with white trimming. Where is the rocker?
I wonder, if this is the Martin home in Madelia, or if it is in Iowa. I guess, I shall have to check the census. Still, I won't be absolutely sure which Martin family it is.
Does it look crooked to you, it looks crooked to me?
As I was enlarging this picture, I noticed that plant that is in the middle in the lower edge of the picture. I wondered if it is suppose to be a flower or a weed. Then my eye traveled to her flowers and landscaping around the steps a bit away from the two on the steps. No kidding, but my thoushts were I wonder if the foremost idea was to take a picture of the plants and then as an after thought, she added in the children. Do you think? I know I have done that. Does that make me a bad mother. And sometimes you know how children are, some are such little Hams. It's impossible to take a picture with out them wandering in and hamming it up. Where ever they stand, it makes a bad picture. The back of them or whatever they are doing is out of sync with the picture, I want to take. So sometimes it is just best to have them sit and pose.
The little darling here is being really good, isn't she?.
4 comments:
Hello, thanks so much for stopping by. I love old pics, buy them as often as I can find affordable ones. They've really gone up in price in my area. Hope you have a great weekend, Theresa
I saw that house in the sixties minus that front porch. I kind of love it with the victorian front.
Irma Martin rented out the lower half. as one went into the house one went straight up the steps. irma had created a little apartment in the upstairs.
It was located in Madelia, not far from The Beckers and Stokes homes all on the same street.
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Theresa, I do too. I like to pick up a few children that shout to me, 'adopt me, adopt me'.
Stop by any time.
The door is always open.
jo
Theresa, I do too. I like to pick up a few children that shout to me, 'adopt me, adopt me'.
Stop by any time.
The door is always open.
jo
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