All is not as it appears.
Running on the treadmill right next to our floor-to-ceiling terracotta styled sun on our basement wall (for those who haven't met me or seen it - it's more than you can imagine, almost 7 or 8 feet in circumference, with texture, an eyes, nose and mouth in a sort of southwest style and IT WAS HERE WHEN WE BOUGHT THE HOUSE.) I wondered at the flaking mud coloured paint.
And peeled it. Just a piece.
And discovered that under the mud coloured paint there lurks what appears to be blood fire orange tempera. Which explains the strange mottled appearance around the most textured bits - the flames, the nose, the mouth.
Which also means that the current colour scheme must have been a super-tricky plan to stage the basement to make it EVEN MORE ATTRACTIVE to potential offers.
Clever, clever girl.
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PICTURES. NOW.
This is almost TOO GOOD. Ooooh! Do you think it was intended to match the witch's hat?
Ha. Ha. Ha! Would you still have bought the house if it hadn't been camouflaged?
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