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Red branches reaching… The sky is sleeping… Gray skies and thunder rolling… The clouds are weeping… Saturday evening darkness leads to sunny Sunday mornings… Float away to greener lands away from city warnings… The trees reach out to me… Waving tiny branches… Always be alert to step away from shady glances… Understand empathy… Practice individuality… […]
“Passion of the Flower” – © chriscondello 2013 – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – Simply a passionflower growing up my railing…
Raindrops falling in my coffee…
Sun drops on my morning mind…
Gray skies… Precipitous implies…
Thunder rolls while the rain flies…
Fog pulses in the steady breeze…
Birds sing in the majestic trees…
Through the garden my soul thrives…
Today is a great day to be alive…
Leaves rustle in a gust of wind…
Shingles flap and litter flies…
A vacant home creaks and moans…
Floor boards give with a steady groan…
Gardening eliminates physical pain…
Opens the mind to spiritual gain…
Art and science… Life and death…
Plays a part in our every breath…
Embrace Life…
plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello
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Yesterday… I had the opportunity to spend my day working in the garden of an old Victorian home… The garden was a bit neglected… But that happens to be my specialty so it was no big thing… Today… I returned with my camera… This is a photo essay of my journey… From yesterdays Victorian garden… […]
Sitting on the sharp side of a split rail fence, dreaming about my surroundings…
The other fence rails are not nearly as sharp…
Or nearly as structurally sound…
Water can sit on a flat post…
It rolls off a pointed one…
Flat tops rot faster…
Sharp tops repel asses…
Genius…
Almost an entire side of our one block dead-end street is abandoned…
The backyards have almost entirely reverted back to forest…
The memories that were shared in these back yards are long gone…
Flashes of energy visible only if one were to look with the right eyes…
One hundred years of memories happened in these homes…
Families came…
And the families left…
All that’s left is the traces of energy they affected…
Is it the orange glow of the massive park and ride parking lot situated behind these houses…
Sunset orange glow blends seamlessly with the orange of these street lights…
Like the sun never sets…
Right into the orange of the sunrise…
Twenty four-hour light wreaks havoc on some flowers as well…
Prohibiting them from blooming…
Imagine what it does to humans…
People are only as good as their mind, a house is only as good as its roof…
An abandoned house will remain in relatively good shape as long as water is not penetrating the roof…
As soon as the roof becomes compromised…
And water is allowed to penetrate…
The plaster melts…
And the rotted wood warps…
Ceilings become floors…
And the cycle repeats…
Instead of using money for demolition…
We should just repair the roof…
peace – chriscondello
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So the boys in the old truck are back on the street… 6:30 in the morning with no business here… House by house they check for a way in… No idea that I am quietly watching… Waiting… Knowing the blue house is wide open… Why?.. Because I have been expecting them…
Going in will be easy… But coming out… Oh coming out will not be so easy… The screws are already secured in the door… All you have to do is close it… And you will have a bad morning…
Abandoned houses are common targets of scrap thieves, lately the problem has been urban explorers. Kids from the suburbs get a kick out of going into old abandoned buildings, and since there aren’t any abandoned buildings in their neighborhoods, they come to mine. Most of the houses on my street are pretty securely boarded up, it would take a great deal of time and labor to get into one of them.
Some of the houses have been abandoned for 10+ years and are showing signs of it, the 100-year-old slate roofs are well past their life expectancy and now leak profusely. I can not begin to stress how dangerous these buildings are, I’m talking one mouse fart away from collapse… I do not want to worry about someone killing themselves in any of these buildings…
I used to chase people out of the neighborhood when I saw them, a recent unnecessary confrontation made me reconsider this plan. Now I take a passive approach using a trap I designed myself, my non-lethal way of handling the un-welcome guests.
First thing you need to find is an abandoned house that is in good condition, then secure the hell out of every window and door… Except one… Open the door as far as it will open and make sure it is a solid door with a solid door jamb, starting one inch up drive 10 3″- 4″ screws through the bottom of the door at a 45 degree angle. The screws should exit through the bottom of the door and extend to where they touch the floor, once they touch the floor, turn them an extra turn. The door should be able to close, but once it closes the screws prevent it from opening back up… The more screws you add the harder the door will be to open. occasionally you may have to close the door yourself, but most people close doors behind them regardless if it’s an abandoned house.
Apparently something has todays visitors a little spooked, they are looking at the open door but won’t go in. I know from seeing them in the past that they always close the door when they enter, for safety reasons I assume… But safety is the last thing they should feel around here, someone is always watching. And when I do get them into my trap, it will be the cops that get them out… Not me…
I have yet to get to test my trap out, but I will sure let you all know how it goes when I do get to test it. I also have a design for a racoon trap using nothing more than a garbage can and some ply wood, ill post that sometime in the future… From experience, I know it works better than any store purchased trap…
peace – chriscondello
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In the shadow of this wall is ice… Cold concrete, condoms and colts… Candy wrappers, clutter and crust… Roofless and collapsing… Waiting for nature to finish the job man couldn’t complete… The earth gives us the materials for our existence… But it’s important to remember that the earth will also take them away…
The only green left clinging to this wall… Moss is able to grow because of the sunlight conveniently shining through the window… Consuming a board… That at one time secured this window… But now secures life… Life on an otherwise lifeless wall…
Natures destruction… Though sometimes Harsh and deadly… Is always on some level constructive… And beautiful… Using wind, rain and plants… Almost magically… Always final… Like Constructive Destruction…
patiently waiting for nature – chriscondello
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