I love this little guy. It looks like one of those Cajun houseboats.
If I had this house, I would hang tires all the way around it, then throw out a fishing line.

It helps that the white, round thing on the porch looks like a life preserver. Got your Igloo cooler for your bait or catch. Yep, this thing’s a boat. These are the kinds of places I get stuck talking to the person on the porch all evening when strolling by.

And this, folks, is why I take pictures compulsively, not that this little bastard had a chance.
This is was on Laurel between Peniston and Amelia, now a reasonable facsimile of the South, except, “Don’t come near us!”.

Ok, I’m being uncharitable. Maybe they have a dog.

Originally published Feb2009