Abandoned Mansion by Paul
Via Flickr:
Montgomery County, New York.


GrandeLama Mansard Ceiling - for TS3

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Cloned from a base game fence.
To be used with default sloping roof only.
It is almost invisible from above, for better gaming.
It doesn’t interfere anyway with the gameplay.

>>> download at Thesimsresource (sims3pack)


Canandaigua New York ~ Clement House ~ Second Empire ~ 1885 by Onasill ~ Bill Badzo
Via Flickr:
The Structure was home to three prominent Lawyers. The unique Second Empire style is created by the mansard roof eleven dormers, arched porches and Victorian double door. 176 - 178 North Main Steet

This is the “most photographed house” in Quincy, Illinois and is located on Maine Street.

I shared​ a picture of this home not too long ago but with the trees in full bloom. I couldn’t help but share hers. Enjoy your weekend friends.

#hoffmanhouse #quincyillinois #tigerimagery #architecture #trees #bloomingtrees #spring #curbappeal #mansard #mansardmonday #onsaturday 😉 #archi_ologie #favorite #lovethistown #oldhouselove #archilovers #loveofcountryhouses

Hunger Games soundtrack mini-playlists for the signs
  • first song: The Hunger Games
  • second song: Catching Fire
  • third song: Mockingjay Part 1

ARIES the ram

Take the Heartland Glen Mansard

Everybody Wants to Rule the World Lorde 

Scream My Name Tove Lo 

TAURUS the bull

Just a Game Birdy 

Lean The National 


GEMINI the twins

Lover is Childlike The Low Anthem 

Mirror Ellie Goulding 

Meltdown Stromae 

CANCER the crab

Safe and Sound Taylor Swift 

Devil May Cry The Weeknd 

Kingdom Charli XCX 

LEO the lion

Kingdom Come The Civil Wars 

We Remain Christina Aguilera 

This is Not a Game The Chemical Brothers/Miguel

 VIRGO the virgin

Nothing to Remember Neko Case 

Elastic Heart Sia/The Weeknd/Diplo 

The Hanging Tree Jennifer Lawrence

LIBRA the scales

Eyes Open Taylor Swift 

Place for Us Mikky Ekko 

All My Love Major Lazer/Ariana Grande 

SCORPIO the scorpion

One Engine The Decemberists 

Lights Phantogram 

Animal XOV 

SAGITTARIUS the archer

Come Away to the Water Maroon 5

Shooting Arrows at the Sky Santigold 

The Leap Tinashe 

CAPRICORN the mergoat

The Ruler and the Killer Kid Cudi 

Atlas Coldplay 

Yellow Flicker Beat Lorde 

AQUARIUS the waterbearer

Abraham’s Daughter Arcade Fire 

Who We Are Imagine Dragons 

Lost Souls Raury 

PISCES the fish

Rules Jayme Dee 

Silhouettes Of Monsters and Men

Ladder Song Lorde

Listen to Edward Hirsch read
"Edward Hopper and the House by the Railroad (1925)"
Listen to Edward Hirsch read

We close the month with an American scene that may feel to some readers as current now as it was when Hopper painted it, and also when Edward Hirsch imagined it. (The poem first appeared in his collection Wild Gratitude, in 1986.)  We offer it in gratitude for the real news that poetry can give us about who we are, and to all our readers for joining us this April.

Edward Hopper and the House by the Railroad (1925)

Out here in the exact middle of the day,
This strange, gawky house has the expression
Of someone being stared at, someone holding
His breath underwater, hushed and expectant;

This house is ashamed of itself, ashamed
Of its fantastic mansard rooftop
And its pseudo-Gothic porch, ashamed
Of its shoulders and large, awkward hands.

But the man behind the easel is relentless.
He is as brutal as sunlight, and believes
The house must have done something horrible
To the people who once lived here

Because now it is so desperately empty,
It must have done something to the sky
Because the sky, too, is utterly vacant
And devoid of meaning. There are no

Trees or shrubs anywhere—the house
Must have done something against the earth.
All that is present is a single pair of tracks
Straightening into the distance. No trains pass.

Now the stranger returns to this place daily
Until the house begins to suspect
That the man, too, is desolate, desolate
And even ashamed. Soon the house starts

To stare frankly at the man. And somehow
The empty white canvas slowly takes on
The expression of someone who is unnerved,
Someone holding his breath underwater.

And then one day the man simply disappears.
He is a last afternoon shadow moving
Across the tracks, making its way
Through the vast, darkening fields.

This man will paint other abandoned mansions,
And faded cafeteria windows, and poorly lettered
Storefronts on the edges of small towns.
Always they will have this same expression,

The utterly naked look of someone
Being stared at, someone American and gawky.
Someone who is about to be left alone
Again, and can no longer stand it.