I've walked past this little trailer dozens of times over the years and I have never, ever seen anyone there. But it looks like someone just stepped out for an errand.Maybe the owner just popped out for something to put on the grill.
Behind it is a little building that could be an outhouse, or storage. It runs the length of the trailer and has more stuff hung on the outer wall. Only great restraint and neighbors who are always home keeps my curiousity in bounds.
There is just something so homey about this little place, with beachy elements too, though it also feels like the country. It feels good. It feels like comfort.
Maybe one day I'll see someone there and ask if I can have a peek inside, but after almost 12 years, I'm not holding my breath.
It's the little things.
Have a talismanic Tuesday. Do something tidy.