Chandelier of Shoes

As I walk to work each morning, I pass the most extraordinary house, extraordianry to me at least. It is a simple white house. The front porch wraps around part of one side of the house. It is an older home and has probably housed many families over the years. I suppose in those repects, it is a most ordinary house. The porch though contains a menagerie of items that delights my eye and sets my mind to wondering. Each item has been carefully and thoughtfully placed.

Underneath the mailbox hangs a Halloween mask of the skeletal persuasion. Above the mailbox is row of neatly aligned chrome rims. On the screen door, there are horse figurines arranged carefully around a very ornate doll. Next to the door is mirror with a gold frame. There is a mural of Christ teaching small children that covers part of the window. There are various street signs and posters nailed to the ceiling. There is even a long narrow shelf on which resides a train set high above the door. There are other miscellaneous items placed here and there but the item that interests me most is a chandelier of shoes.

A chandelier of shoes...I am in awe of them. I feel happy to see them as I approach. I wonder if those passing by in cars have ever noticed the chandelier of shoes and if they do, what do they think about them? I am sure most see it as a nusiance or just plain weird. Most likely, they see the whole porch as an eyesore. But to me it is a banner for the creative soul beckoning one not to look away. It's mysterious and self explanatory at the same time. Its personal yet displayed for the whole world to see Its simplistically beautiful. The fact that someone took great care to place every item on the porch is, for lack of a better word, touching and inspiring.

A chandelier of shoes...