Ah, yes. Sunlight and sidewalks– that’s more like it.
Although I have to tell you– it wasn’t all flowers and crimson leaves. Oh no– night terrors are not just for the dark. Would you look at this guy?
Oh wait– if you are at all terrified of heights– then please don’t look.
There is only one thing I wanted to shout to this guy:
DUDE– WHERE IS YOUR MOTHER?
Because wherever she is, she is flipping out right now. I know my own mother at home will be flipping out looking at you cause you had me flipping out because seriously dude, W.T.F?
You are giving me a heart attack.
I don’t care how much they are paying you– you are not roped in– it’s not worth it.
People, I had to send up prayers and walk away because just the thought of him turning around and climbing down to the ladder had me in palpitations. Watching him turn back to dip his brush in the bucket was more than I could bear.
Soon, my gaze returned to the sky, however. Had to trust my man in blue was gonna be kicking back beers somewhere safely later in the day telling his buds how he had to get some painting done. All I can do is trust.
One thing about looking at rooftops as you walk around Provy is the question that just won’t leave you alone: what is up with the turrets?
Seriously– turrets were a fad? Everybody had to have one? Apparently so, because you cannot walk a street without seeing one (or more) — and if you see a house without a turret and think– shaZAM! I found one, hell if you don’t take a few more steps and see the garage with a, yes- wait for it– a TURRET on top.
All you can do is shake your head, right? I mean, those have to be a bitch to build from an engineering standpoint and then, useful? Useful for um, tea parties with one doll, one smallish teddy bear and one child under the age of three?
Well, there has to be a reason because I could shoot nothing but turrets all day and I couldn’t document them all– I should start a feature of Turret Thursdays or something– even then it would take me hundred and eleven days to get the good ones posted.
But that will never happen because? Am lazy.
And? I prefer flowers.
Bisous, E
“Queen Anne became an architectural fashion in the 1880s and 1890s, when the industrial revolution was building up steam. North America was caught up in the excitement of new technologies. Factory-made, precut architectural parts were shuttled across the country on a rapidly expanding train network. Exuberant builders combined these pieces to create innovative, and sometimes excessive, homes.
Also, widely-published pattern books touted spindles and towers and other flourishes we associate with Queen Anne architecture. Country folk yearned for fancy city trappings. Wealthy industrialists pulled out all stops as they built lavish “castles” using Queen Anne ideas.”
So all those turrets/towers are just for prestige.
OH, that man. With no net. Too many horror stories that I have heard…some with people I know…Did you see his heels? They were the only thing holding him there…THIS is going to make me have nightmares tonight!
But the turrets…I still love them. I want my own tea party in one.
xo
P.S. I hope it wasn't windy there today!
I admit – I love turrets! – your wonderful pix brought back memories of my childhood the manse where I grew up as a child had a turret and on the first and second floors were cedar walk in closets, on the third floor – a little library in the turret – really very magical for this little girl.
Yes the man in blue needed rope, belay devices and a harness! I only know about such things from YMCA camping with my daughter's girl scout troop! Fun times….really…..
belay away! 🙂
I love your photos of turrets 🙂 Never realized there were an abundance in Providence…have to get myself down there for a walk! I lived for about a year and 1/2 in a beautiful round room turret in an old victorian inn on Cape Cod that was high up enough in the sky to see over the treetops and catch a glimpse of the water. So magical… Oh how I still miss that room…….
I really enjoy your photos. And your words 🙂
Maybe he was trying for a Darwin Award.
Also: COVETING A TURRET FOR MY GARAGE NOW.
Darwin Award…HAHAHAHAHA! I love Liz!