I guess I'm still thinking about an old house in East Milton Square, across from Starbucks, that was loaded with bygone charm - intricate bespoke moldings adorned the home along with heavy oak doors. When I saw that it was being remodeled I rejoiced at what great bones the contractor had to work with, and briefly imagined how I would redo the home if it was my project. I could hardly wait to see how beautiful it would look restored!
Yesterday, when I drove by for the first time in two weeks, I nearly wept. Gone were all those beautiful moldings replaced with cheap vinyl siding in a non-descript color, and an unpainted builder's special steel door. The elegant charm and beckoning lure of the home had been butchered -- destroyed, pillaged, and mutilated by some ignorant contractor too uninformed or too lazy to realize what a jewel was already there. It makes me so sad when I see so many beautiful old unique homes converted into ghosts of their former beauty in the name of progress when all they do is contribute to a dull unimaginative conformity of place -- utterly lacking in visual charm.
Sorry for the rant!! I just think historical preservation should be more of a priority in remodeling old homes! What do you think?
Have a wonderful day today!!