Two Houses Speak to One Another

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

That was Emily Dickinson. The two pictures made me think of the gardinels I talked about a while back -- but when I posted them, Miss Emily's poem came to mind. (You know, she was a very strange lady.) I imagined these old buildings speaking to each other. (Okay, so maybe I'm strange too.)

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