One of their homes was built in 1874 and is just down the road from me. General Sherman did not burn this area during the Civil War, so some of the historical homes do remain. However, no one has been living in this old home which is nestled warmly in the forest. I pass by the home daily on my long walks. It is a treasure to my eyes. The old live oaks are wrapped in spanish moss and wisteria turns the sky lavender in spring.
Recently, I was saddened to see that all of the azaleas had been removed. A contractor under the name Old Rebel has been called in; he and his crew are craftsmen and builders. I see that they are restoring the foundation and who-knows-what-else inside the home. I wonder what the plans are. Is a family member going to move in? Will the owner sell the home? I am relieved that the home isn't being torn down.
On one of my early morning walks, I saw that an old red tractor was parked outside of their barn-shed. I snapped a few photos with my cellphone and have been thinking for weeks about painting the red tractor. Upon cropping, I noticed that the steering wheel and engine are missing. Still, a beautiful piece of machinery that I had to paint.
I noticed, too, that the roof of the building had buckled in places with interesting waves and drops
18 x 24
Acrylic on Canvas