If you could look inside my brain, you might see images of architectural details from my recent real estate excursions to San Francisco. It's been such a smorgasbord of details, I can hardly keep straight which details go to which house. If only I could build a montage from all the best I've seen...
You might say that the devil is in the details. What do you think? A sign?
A room with a view would be at the top of the list, of course. But I'm not all about living on top of the world. I'd be afraid to drop something for fear it would roll downhill for a couple of hills. And that thing might be me. Good thing the Pacific Heights district is a bit too pricey anyways. Where we've chosen is a bit more of a compromise.
It seems as though the bulk of the city dates back to the early 1920s which makes sense when you think that the city burnt to the ground following the The Great Earthquake of 1908. I guess it took a decade to rebuild. I wonder about New Orleans.
While most East Coasters associate San Francisco with Victorian painted ladies, you also find a lot of mid-century modern, houses like above and quite a bit of Spanish Colonial Revival with details like arches, wrought ironwork, ornate oak woodwork and plaster.
Pretty much everything I've looked at to date has had a yard of some type. Yes, a yard. Some angle upwards, others down the slope and some are flat.
And with a moderate climate, flowers are abundant despite these particular photos.
You might also notice a lack of fog in these snapshots. I've managed to see far more sun than fog during my trips. Judging from the amount of bougainvillea and roses, I think that generally this is the case.
Okay, not all the yards are big and bright. But this house had views to die for. You can't just have everything I guess.
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