This home on Tower Avenue is classified by the City of Hartford as “Old Style,” probably built in 1915.
We classify it as cute. It’s maintained. There’s pride in the front yard, which is a good model for how something can be both beautiful and not a grass lawn.
This home is on the narrower stretch of the road — between Weaver High and the Mount Sinai campus — where most of the houses are kept up.
I began this series about a year ago to spotlight nice homes around the city. This is the last weekly installment of this, though I will have some sporadic posts in the future when inspiration strikes.
Except for a week here or there when I needed to allot more time to my professional work, I found a subject every week. Initially, I planned to avoid certain streets or neighborhoods because it seemed just too easy or predictable; this turned into a much longer challenge. I was able to go without capturing the beautiful homes in Asylum Hill or along two of the wealthiest streets in Hartford. I’ll get to these eventually, but I think I proved what I wanted to. I also did very little with the South End, Behind the Rocks, and Barry Square — mainly because there is nothing that brings me to those areas regularly.
The hardest part of this series was dealing with the way people make their homes ugly by having air conditioners up long past their need, or by having cars parked in front of the house.
Another house in the West End that looks like a castle. This one overlooks the part of Elizabeth Park that has a playground.
I would improve this by adding a few cats to the front yard.
Generally, I’m not a fan of lawn. Grass requires a lot of maintenance, and it’s really better to have diversity of flowers, shrubs, trees, vegetables…pretty much anything with better root structure. But there is something to be said for having a large buffer between a house and the street.
This little house (not as skinny as this one) is in the West End.
Single family home in search of a person or people. I’m open-minded, but you need to have a healthy career. I’m not cheap. As you can see, I’m a brick house. I’m lettin’ it all hang out. I’m manicured, but I’m not pretentious. You can call me classic. We can enjoy evenings in front of my fireplace, reading books from the built-in shelves. If you’d prefer, we can have picnics together in the spacious backyard. Baby, I can promise you a rose garden — just a short walk from Elizabeth Park. Call me.
This house is down the street from last week’s featured home.
This house is in the West End. The photograph was taken recently; the lawn is in surprisingly good condition after that seemingly never-ending winter. This particular street is a little too silent for my taste, but the houses are lovely.