Blue Cottage

Surrounded by larger homes, this one might be missed. I gaze at it every time I pass it. In the three years I've been driving by I've never seen the shutters open. Maybe vampires live there, John says. Maybe someone who works nights.

The three pots on the porch speak of order. There's no clutter. The cat is well fed. Perhaps someone appreciates simplicity, privacy, and the patina of age.