Today I decided to stop by a neighborhood where our family lived when I was 3 and 4 years old, in the Glassel Park area of Los Angeles. I was driving on the freeway nearby, and it was a beautiful day for photography. I've been by this old house several times in the past few years, and it's really quite depressing how the neighborhood looks, and especially our cute old house. A typical Spanish-style bungalow, probably built in the 1920s, our charming little house had a tile roof, arched porch, and craftsman-looking windows. Today the house doesn't even have a flat roof anymore.... it's been 'modernized', and then, well, to be kind, 'remodeled'. It's so sad, the center stairs to the front porch are gone, and there's some decorative brickwork, and wrought iron railings and fences. I know that it's not a major league tragedy. Many houses in the world have been allowed to run down, or have been 'updated' in unattractive ways. Many more have been torn down, at least this house is still there. But still, made me kinda sad.
At least the remodeled house has a lovely fountain next to the porch! (snark)