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If you're not familiar with the town of Lily Dale, New York, it's called "The Town that Talks to the Dead," b/c it is a town connected with Mediumship and Spiritual Healing. (You can also visit and vacation there.) This 1912 4bd., 2.5ba. restored Victorian home is for sale in Lily Dale. It comes with all the furnishings and is only $250K. I've experienced this town and it is amazing.
It has a spacious entrance hall with an original staircase.
We can look at the furnishings since they all come with the house. Oh, I like that red lampshade. The sitting room is very large and shares its space with the dining area.
Beautiful Victorian fireplace.
The kitchen is very nice. I like the color of the cabinetry for this home.
The current owners have this small side hall set up as a sitting room.
This is nice. Double doors open to reveal a laundry area.
A shelving unit in the upstairs hall has a ladder. Very cute.
The primary bedroom is very large and features a built-in window seat and large nook.
Spacious updated bath has a separate water closet.
The other bedrooms are smaller, but still decent sizes.
Beautiful roof top deck.
Bedroom #4 is large. There's an outside door, but the home is big and has several additions.
Cute vintage bath.
Nice deck on the back of the house.
The 2,121 sq. ft. lot is surrounded by trees that provide privacy.
The town is near Cassadaga Lake.
This is the town's Forest Temple, built in 1894, an outdoor sanctuary where registered mediums hold a free daily Spirit message service at 4PM excluding Sundays. Forest Temple is an area of spiritual, emotional and mental upliftment. In the event of inclement weather, the service is moved indoors. Listen for the bell and follow the sign.
This is the path to Inspiration Stump where mediums deliver Spirit messages twice a day.
Walk along the magical Fairy Trail on the edge of town and find some beautiful surprises along the way.
A fairy house along the trail.
The town is very friendly and full of delightfully pretty houses.
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Claysville, PA c.1880
#historic architecture#italianate#Victorian#victorian home#victorian architecture#1880#pennsylvania#old homes#interior design#stunning#red aesthetic#stained glass#staircase#real estate#for sale#homes for sale#victorian era#history#old architecture#architecture
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Italianate style, inspired by Italian Renaissance, was first developed in Britain in about 1802, and from the late 1840s to 1890 it achieved huge popularity in the United States.
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#mansion#picturesque#victorian mansion#victorian moodboard#victorian architecture#italianate victorian#italianate home for sale#conoscevamo damui#marlocandia.txt#the gothic#manor#Villa Finale#San Antonio#bidwell#chico california#winchester virginia#belvedere
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What a pretty house.
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Affordable 1884 Victorian Dollhouse in Rural Michigan
This is just a pleasant home to take in with your morning coffee.
It’s the perfect mix of beauty, history, and impeccable pride of ownership – with a good dollop of country charm.
This 4 bedroom, 2 bathroom house has 1,848 square feet of pure perfection.
It dates back to 1884 and is located in rural Chase, Michigan – a couple hours north of Grand Rapids in the Lower Peninsula.
It is currently…
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#8170 E Joiner St Chase Michigan 49623#blue Victorian home#Michigan historic homes#Michigan old house for sale#Victorian dollhouse#Victorian farmhouse
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it makes me sad when people renovate historic homes and make them so gross and modern on the inside where is the charm!!!!! the nooks and crannies!! the dark wood!!
#there is a beautiful victorian home for sale on my way to work#i looked up pictures on zillow and the inside is so plain and gray and disappointing
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115 E Elm St, Fairbury IL 61739
4 Bed 2 Bath
$229k
#house hunting#home for sale#homes for sale#architecture#real estate#victorian#illinois homes for sale#single family home#interior design
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my dad, unable to find the piece he wants in the diy shop: when i was a kid these were everywhere...
me, shoving a ridiculous number of paint sample cards for scrapbooking into my pocket: keep looking i'm sure you'll find it
#ok to reblog#those are the only reasons i come with him tbh#also they had a charity book sale and i strolled out with two history books about ancient egypt and the victorians#under my arm like an academic lmao. oh and we went to the seafront before that. its cold and windy and horrible#but i did take home a pretty shell. so overall a great day#text post#textpost#diy#dad#paint sample#paint#scrapbooking#scrapbook
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🏃♀️💨 Don't Miss the Window of Opportunity to View 👀 6 Crockett Street, Rowayton CT this Week! ✨🏡
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They say good things come to those who wait, and this treasure is now here for you in Rowayton! 😍
A stunning, romantic antique Victorian home nestled on enchanting 6 Crockett Street is now available to see after its windows were restored to their original glory! 🪟🔨 Added bonus: It is now sporting its best festive Halloween 🎃 decor.
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#Antique homes for sale#Connecticut#CT Antique homes for sale#fairfield county CT real estate#home buyers#home sellers#housing market#Linda Raymond#Rowayton CT Homes for Sale#Victorian Homes for Sale in CT#Walk-to-Town homes for sale#William Raveis Real Estate
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11 The Boulevard Public Open House 10/16 1-3 pm
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Any tips on how to decorate like your style?
I try to use similar depth of color to tie things together; I also try to pick a theme of sorts for the major furniture in a space. The living room is very formal victorian, and the drawing room is turn of the century workroom, but the two spaces share similar wood tones and cream colors, with accents in deep blue and green.
If I had to put a name to this style, I'd maybe call it eccentric antique maximalism? Mostly, though, I just do what I like.
Don't get impatient about it. You might find one cool furniture piece in a year, and that's fine. In the meantime, you get hand-me-downs and crappy thrift store stuff that isn't quite what you're looking for, but it does the job. And then when you find something cool, you upgrade and sell off whatever it was that you had before.
There's also a trick to seeing what something could be. The curtain pulls in the living room are coat hooks, hung sideways and spraypainted gold. I drew on old footlockers with gold pen for side tables; I called dibs on old family photos, I framed waxed fall leaves in dollar store frames because a particular spot needed orange and gold. And I brought home a LOT of dying clearance section plants and performed a little necromancy.
There's no right way to do this. I often will find something and go, "Is that incredible or do I hate it? Is it too much or just enough?" and sometimes you bring it home and it IS too much, because you don't have everything else yet that makes it make sense. But that's okay. Eventually it will make sense. If you do this long enough, the weird things start to come to you on their own.
You just keep going, slowly, over time, finding one right thing and getting rid of two wrong ones, and it's never done. Until, eventually, you die, and somebody else gets to go to the best estate sale ever.
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This 1889 Queen Anne in Lanesboro, Minnesota was renovated back in 1925, so the reno's not modern, but it's been on the market for over 475 days. I think it's b/c it's a bed & breakfast and so loaded with stuff, you can barely see the house details. 8bds, 9ba, $795K. I don't know what to think of this home, it's original, but so cluttered.
It's a beautiful home, but there's too much stuff around, and it's kind of dark and dank. There's a nice french wood stove in the entrance.
The main hall looks a little dark and tired. I'm surprised that it's a successful B&B.
It looks like the cabinet is blocking the wide doorway to another room. It would probably look nicer if it was open and airy.
The 2nd sitting room is kind of dark.
The dining room and has a fancy scalloped effect on the molding that I've never seen.
There's so much in here, too. Looks like there's a little pantry area on the left for snacks, coffee, etc. Assorted shelves block the window or entrance to the kitchen.
Not a big fan of the kitchen. You can tell that it's a business kitchen.
This is one of the guest rooms and baths.
Bedroom with a jetted tub in the corner.
I really wouldn't want to buy this home, let alone stay here for a bed & breakfast, the clutter makes me nervous.
This little 2nd fl. terrace is adorable.
Another guest room with bath.
Patio in the back of the house.
And, a guest parking area.
This area on the side of the house looks the nicest. The property measures .46acre.
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Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania c.1895
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#queen anne victorian#queen anne victorian home for sale#1895#Wilkes-Barre#pennsylvania#old house#real estate#stained glass#tiled bathroom#interiors#unimpressive kitchen
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You know those people that buy Victorian homes with tons of color and character and gut them and turn them into sad modern beige shadows of their former glory? I’m like. Whatever the opposite of that is.
Stay tuned as I continue to cram as much decorative whimsy as possible into our all white new-build modern home. Wallpaper is Spoonflower and paint is Farrow and Ball’s oval room blue. Thanks to sales and a thrifted mirror, this project cost $175! 👌❤️
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For those requesting to see my stories from my previous tumblr account as reference for commissions, I'll be posting them here now!
To start off, here's one of my favorite stories of mine, which I wrote for Thanksgiving three years ago...
The House on Oak Street
There’s been some rumors spreading about the old grey house at the end of Oak Street. Built in the Victorian style of architecture, it’s been left in ruins for, say, 50 years? The deed to the house was never given up by the family who used to live in there, though the house has been for sale for some time. Apparently, it couldn’t be sold to anyone after what had happened to their friends, relatives, even the robbers or strangers that ever set foot inside…
Finn was tired. He’s at his breaking point. University is stressful enough, but add jocks and frats into it made it even worse. He was just walking home from class with his friends Peter and Ned, the three of them happen sharing an apartment far from campus since they couldn’t afford to stay in the dorms.They all shared the same interests - their studies, D&D, and architecture, all of them studying in the field.
The trio of friends were trying to avoid the Pi Kappa Alpha house, which was on the route they frequently took, when they passed by Oak Street that fateful day. As they passed by the line of houses, Finn stopped at one - an abandoned Victorian.
“Guys, look!” Finn said, pointing towards the empty house, intrigued.
“Finneas, it’s just an abandoned house,” Peter responded painfully, looking down at his shiny black school shoes.
“Not just any abandoned house Peter, it’s the Creepy Vic of Oak Street,” Ned added as he adjusted his thick glasses.
The three eighteen-year-olds looked at each other. According to urban legend, this very house on Oak Street had a reputation of endless trespassers, all of whom never reappeared once they entered the front door, some say having been pulled into another dimension or being eaten alive by a monster.
“But those are just silly rumors, right? Does anyone actually believe that?” Finn asked as he took a step towards the porch.
“I do, Finneas. Do you want to disappear? And it’s just basic morals to never trespass someone else’s property,” Ned asked concerned.
Finneas nodded, and followed his friends, but something caught his eye, something he didn’t notice there before. A FOR SALE sign posted at the front of the yard. Finneas felt a connection with the house, but he couldn’t place a finger on it, so he quickly took a picture of the sign, making sure to get the realtor’s number, and sped towards Ned and Pete.
From the corner of the street, the trio could hear the speeding vroom of a sports car.
“Yo, ‘Lex, Chad! it’s the poor faggy nerd trio!” Leo jeered from the driver’s seat.
“Park the car, dude!” Alex said grinning, getting off and standing toe-to-toe with Finn.
“What do you want, Alex?” Ned replied angrily.
Chad pushed him to the ground. “No one talks to us like that that, lil’ pussy ass dweeb. Why’re you here, anyway? Didn’t wanna get your asses kicked?”
Peter helped Ned up and pulled Finn close to them.
“Leave us alone, don’t you guys have trainings to go to?” Peter retorted.
The jocks chuckled as they harrassed the three students, punching their faces and breaking Peter’s glasses.
“I’m bored, bro, let’s just go, they got nothing today,” Leo chuckled. The three frat jocks jumped into the Maserati and sped away, while the three nerds trudged home. They dropped their bags and headed for the kitchen, starving. Ned took out a box of corn flakes and poured milk into a bowl first.
“Milk first, Ned?” Peter asked, shocked.
“What? I’m hungry,” he replied frustrated.
“I know, but that’s just weird!”
As they argued over how to eat cereal, Finn opened his phone and stared at the picture of the sign. A weird feeling of need came over him and he felt like the house was calling to him, though obviously a house has no such power. He typed up the number of the realtor, and pressed call.
“Mike Philipps for Century 21, how may I help?”
“Uh– hi, I… I wanted to inquire about the house for sale on Oak Street?”
“1324 Oak Street, the old Victorian?” Mike asked.
“Y-yes… it says it’s for sale?”
“Well, yes… but the family hasn’t been cooperative with our previous interested buyers.”
“How come?”
“Some weird rumors spreading about it, nothing of substance, really. How would you like to arrange an appointment to see the place?”
“Sure, sir! H-how’s…” Finn fumbled as he checked his calendar and schedule. “How’s tomorrow, Mr. Philipps?”
“Perfect. I’ll inform Mr. Thomas of your interest in the place.”
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After a few weeks of negotiating, and talking it out with Ned and Pete, the three friends somehow managed to buy the place at a real low price. Mr. Thomas was an odd man, for sure, and seemed interested in the boys. As the boys headed out of the tour, Alex, Leo and Chad harrassed them again, and Mr. Thomas watched silently. He may not have wanted what happened to the people in this house, but these three kids needed it.
Ned’s dad and his brother Colin came over to help renovate the place. New walls needed to be installed, new windows, new pipes (which Pete took care of with his uncle’s plumbing company), new roofing, all being supervised by Finn, who among the three was the best architect. The three painted the house and about a few months later, they moved in.
“Can’t believe we got this place cheap,” Ned laughed as he carried his stash of comic books in.
“Mind you, this being the Creepy Old Vic, it’s not so creepy now!” Pete added, starting the fire.
“Yeah, guys. We have a place now,” Finn said.
Outside, the three douchebag jocks peered into the window. They’ve made some messes before, but this was gonna be the biggest prank they’ve pulled. Alex ran and switched off the house’s power. All the lights went out. The TV died. Silence and darkness, save the fire.
“Finn, what happened? I thought the electrical stuff was dealt with,” Peter shouted.
“They were-”
“Yo nerds! Need help?” shouted a voice, the sound of smug laughter coming from outside the front door.
“FUCK, it was them!” Ned whispered.
Finn cautiously unlocked and opened the door. Alex pushed him to the ground.
“’Sup, nerd?” Alex grinned, “We wanna play!”
Ned and Pete hid, but they were pulled by the back of their t-shirts, their skinny frames revealed.
“LET US GO!” Peter screamed, trying to break free from Chad.
“What have WE ever done to YOU?” Ned squirmed in Leo’s arms.
“Oh, nothing,” Alex snapped, “Just being nerds is enough.”
As the trio of athletes tied and gagged the three trapped friends, the front door banged shut and locked itself.
“The fuck?” Chad said, running over and trying to open the door.
“We can go through the back bro,” Leo replied. He walked through the kitchen and tried to open the door as well, but it was bolted.
“Bolted here as well?” he asked, as the curtains suddenly moved and closed. Pete spat out the cloth in his mouth.
“It’s the Creepy Old Vic. What did I tell you, Finn?!” he cried.
Finn’s eyes welled up, frightened. Ned was still moving about restlessly. As the three realized they could lose their lives, the fire died out, keeping them all in darkness. Suddenly, Chad felt a punch to the face as he fell to the floor, suddenly getting absorbed into the hardwood as if it were deep water. Leo heard Chad’s fall and ran towards the door, his phone’s torch on.
“Chad? Bro, where you…” his voice trailed off as he saw Chad’s hand sinking into the floor. Alex gasped in horror.
“Chad?”
“Alex–” Leo replied, but he was cut off. He felt the wall grab him, pulling him in, hands gagging his mouth as they dragged him in. The four college students could only stare as Chad’s eyes drowned in the blue concrete. Alex ran and pulled out a knife from the kitchen.
“I’m not afraid of this house!” he shouted as he walked towards the living room, only to find the nerds he tied up missing, the rope and gags strewn around the room.
Alex looked up and saw two green eyes. He was petrified.
“NO!” he screamed as the eyes formed a mouth and swallowed him whole, the three jocks never to be seen again.
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The next morning, Ned woke up lying on the floor, in front of the front door. His body ached.
Meanwhile, Peter was in the attic experiencing the same as Ned. Muscles everywhere.
“Woah,” he chuckled, pinching himself as if he was dreaming, but nothing. The muscle didn’t fade.
“I’m a handsome muscular guy?” he mumbled in his… super sexy voice. He stepped out of the tub and admired himself in the mirror. He looked so different, as if he was mixed with Leo. He certainly felt different, and was surprised when he looked down and saw his new, way heftier package.
He grinned.
The bathroom door opened, and two other handsome, well-built guys stood, hands on their hips.
“N-Ned? Peter?”
“Dude, what happened to us?” Pete flexed his arms, smirking and posing the handsome devil he was.
“I dunno, bro, Ned?” Finn replied, and realized he just said bro as if he always said it.
“I told ya it’s the house!” Ned’s voice boomed. “Didn’t you guys see when Chad and Leo were just… absorbed by the house?”
The lights turned back on. The three boys, well, men now, felt a sharp pain in their heads as knowledge of sports, fitness, working out and eating healthily, along with some knowledge of sex and a boost of confidence, filled into their minds, not completely altering who they were, but adapting them to their new physiques.
As they looked at each other, grinning with their new confidence, screams came from the basement. Pete ran down to check what was going on, when he saw a hooded figure surrounding three skinny boys, who were crying for help until the hood transformed into a blanket and covered the trio, the blanket absorbing them into the ground below.
Chad and Finn watched from behind Pete, as he closed the door.
——–
a few days later…
“What now?” Pete asked
“We’re still the same… somewhat. Inside, at least,” Ned responed as he made his pecs dance.
“And our families and classmates?” Pete added.
Ned had an idea. “We need to change names.”
“True,” Pete replied, smiling. “I’m… now Alex.”
“And I’m guessing Ned’s now Chad?” Finn asked, smirking.
Ned nodded.
“Cool, bro, then I’m Leo now,” Finn chuckled.
It felt weird, but it also felt right. Like this was their destiny. Finn’s connection to the house finally made sense, but he had another idea come into his mind too.
“Why don’t we… start our own frat?” Leo beamed.
“A frat?” the two studs looked surprised.
“I mean, why not? We’re hot now, and plus, the house helped us become this,” he smiled as he demonstrated with their bodies. “We could help others just like us.”
Alex nodded, “You’ve got a point, but what would we be called?”
Chad pondered for a moment, thinking through the Greek alphabet. “How about Delta Beta Alpha?”
“Delta Beta Alpha,” Leo repeated. “The change of betas, like who we were, into Alpha men, like who we are now?”
Chad smirked and nodded.
Leo and Alex grinned as well. The house was gonna make some more changes to others like them.
Mr Thomas would be pleased if he ever knew.
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Fabulous Victorian Home For Sale In Austin, Texas
Fabulous Victorian Home For Sale In Austin, Texas
From the exterior, this Victorian beauty is in exquisite condition.
Built in 1892 by the Weisiger-White family, it is located in the historic Hyde Park district of Austin, Texas.
It is currently listed for sale for $2,625,000.
The listing states that the home has undergone “two major historically sensitive additions in the last twenty years, with careful attention to preserve the original…
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