This is my “photo wall” and, today it is being taken down. That is, the photos are going to come down off the wall – with my help. There are five generations of family represented in these pictures. They (the pictures and the family members) are all precious to me, but, perhaps not all that special - or even attractive - to anyone who doesn’t know who the people in the photos are (or were).
The other day I was reading some ‘hints’ on what to do when selling a house and the author of the article made the comment that “people don’t like seeing pictures of your granny on the wall.” So, as we are still trying to sell our home, the “pictures of grannies” (even those who are not, nor ever have been “grannies”) are to come down. I will clean them, wrap them carefully and place them in a big box, to await removal. Will they ever again see the light of day? I really don’t know.
The other day I was reading some ‘hints’ on what to do when selling a house and the author of the article made the comment that “people don’t like seeing pictures of your granny on the wall.” So, as we are still trying to sell our home, the “pictures of grannies” (even those who are not, nor ever have been “grannies”) are to come down. I will clean them, wrap them carefully and place them in a big box, to await removal. Will they ever again see the light of day? I really don’t know.
This is the main photo wall. The big oval-framed picture is of my great-grandmother; the person who bought the piano for my mother. The piano which now sits proudly opposite this photo wall.
