Porch at the Hole in the Wall Golf Club, Naples, Florida, February 16, 1960, by Gottsho-Schleisner, Inc., via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
Category: vintage landscape
Life in gardens: Murray and Emeline
How to take the snow? Well dressed.
Murray and Emeline in 1909, by James Fraser Paige, via Nova Scotia Archives Commons on flickr.
Click on the image to enlarge it. Her fur muff and his hat are great.
A previous “How to take the snow” is here.
The Sunday porch: Independence Ave.
Upper porch of a house being torn down on Independence Avenue, S.W., Washington, D.C., June 1942, by Gordon Parks for the Farm Security Administration – Office of War Information, via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
This picture is one of a series taken by Parks documenting the “demolition of private property along Independence Avenue opposite the Smithsonian Institution. . . to make way for government housing.”
Today the location is filled by some particularly unappealing government office buildings, built during the 1960s.
Up — or out? — here:
a problem of preposition,my uneasy relation
with the world. Whether I’mabove it or apart. . . .
— Jameson Fitzpatrick, from “Balcony Scene“
The Sunday porch: pots and pans
“Girl seated at the end of a porch,” ca. 1930, by Doris Ulmann, via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
A well-to-do New Yorker, Doris Ulmann trained as an art photographer with Clarence H. White in the 1910s. In the 1920s, she began traveling to the southeastern United States to photograph rural people, particularly in the hills of Kentucky and the Sea Islands of South Carolina — people “for whom life had not been a dance.” She also documented Appalachian folk arts and crafts, working with musician and folklorist John Jacob Niles.
The Sunday porch: South Dakota
Pierre, South Dakota, 1940, by John Vachon, via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.— Christina Rossetti, from “In the bleak midwinter“
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