I was digging in the backyard this weekend, (which is something I find myself doing frequently lately). I came across some old bricks, solid bricks actually. How fitting that I find bricks, after all, my husband C is a bricklayer/stone mason. The house was built in 1930 and the man who built it was the builder. He was a contractor. The house is solid, could probably stand another 100 years. I love the character of the house, it has the natural woodwork (not painted) and the staircase is in the middle of the house. I love my Walnut Cottage.
I took the brick and figured I would put the year the house was built on it. I did contact the city about putting it on the historical registry, but since they put vinyl siding on it, the house doesn't quality anymore. Oh well, I made my own sign....
