There are many people who enjoy people watching. And while I may have participated in this activity while stuck in airports, it's not something that I actually enjoy.
For me, I far prefer house watching.
Think of HGTV and Architectural Digest as my E! and People magazine. The local Parade of Homes is my Oscars.
Everyday as I drive to and from work, I look at the houses I pass. I have my favorites, the ones with clean lines, intricate details, and a modern but classic sensibility. There are the ones that intrigue me, the obviously historical and the extravagantly custom.
I watch them closely, always commenting to myself about changes.
Oh, look, they're putting in new windows.
I really like the changes in the flower beds.
That new door is very nice.
That's an interesting paint color choice.
I see the houses for sale and hope that families that love them move there. I get excited when I see the sold sign, because it means new changes will be taking place, and I slowly get to see the house take on the subtleties of the new owners' personality. I see sad for the houses that sit month after month on the market and wonder why.
I have been known to take detours on the way home to drive through neighborhoods full of beautiful homes.
I take photos of homes with unique colors and interesting architecture.
But no matter how beautiful the house, I'm always happiest to pull up to my very own home.