This is part of the series, The House on High Street. The entire series is indexed here.
Here is the Kelley House in 1987 when we first lived there; the sweet-smelling Maine Auntie's rose is in the left foreground. What you can't see in this photo is that paint is flaking off everywhere.
Here is the house after the new paint job, which the whole family worked on. We scrubbed, we scraped, we brushed, we cleaned, we put on two coats of quality paint. No one fell off a ladder, although there were some close calls. I was stung on the upper lip by a yellow jacket, which the whole family thought was very funny. Our sense of humor was starting to degrade.
What you can't see in this photo is that the paint is just about to start flaking off again.