Then and now

Here I sit in a vacant home...no visitors today - it's too damn hot at 100 degrees for folks to be out wandering the streets. Freshly baked cookies sit on the kitchen counter, tempting me alone. Ice cold water in the fridge will be here for another day. Enya plays on my computer for my ears ,and appreciation, only. (Somehow she can make me feel lovely in any situation.)
I got all turned around this morning and have no clue where I planted many of my signs...guess that gives me something to do this afternoon - sound like fun?
At least this house has charm - built in 1906 in the Victorian style, it is filled with the essence of that era. In fact, I went rummaging through some of the antique furniture left here from days gone by and found many old letters, scrapbooks, newspapers and pictures from the 1930's. At that time, this house was filled to the brim with people - sounds like a gaggle of children were running rampant! Mentions of wine and burbon, toys, spankings (with a bullwhip even!), marriages and deaths all brought this lonely old "Painted Lady" alive for me today.
What caught my attention the most was how everything was handwritten - and length was not skimped on by this fact. Eloquence was in everything I read - even school work done by the various children. Oh, how lovely a means of communication that was. Will people find our old computers someday and think how "quaint" we were to write blogs and such?