While walking my neighborhood a few evenings ago I looked closer at these houses in Lynnwood. Built in the 50s and 60s garages, they all have itty bitty garages. Today’s cars don’t fit. And I remember those 50s, 60s, 70s vintage cars. They were a tad bit bigger than cars today. Clearly, garages were for storage, not auto storage.
Anyway, I’ve been around these houses most of my life. I’m rather fond of them, quirks and all. Actually, the quirks add delight, to me, at least. And, with all that, two and two were never (proverbially) added together. The interesting observations that happen when I slow down.