How I love the grand old houses. Too few are left to admire but once in awhile I come across one in my neighbourhood and can't help but snap a picture. This one up on Birch was remodelled for a business. Bless them. I can imagine the days of horse and cart delivering ice and women trying to navigate the stairs in their long dresses. It wasn't an easy time but in my imagination it has glamor. 

Then came the time of "Little Boxes" and on that note I will make it the song of the day. Remember and enjoy.