hunterhouse.jpg This is kind of interesting: while sketching this landmark on Freemason Street, the owners of the row house whose steps I was sitting on came home, and instead of calling the police, struck up a conversation with me. He's a retired surgeon and she's an artist, and they invited me in for a chat. They have a beautiful home, filled with her impressive paintings, and we had a nice talk about art and websites and such. It was a nice thing to do on an Easter Sunday when friends and family were otherwise occupied.