The first time I visit the cozy brick house on Virginia Avenue, it has a trapped-in-amber feel to it. Hyacinths bloom in a wooden flower box by the front porch. A cabinet in the formal dining room takes up an entire wall showing off delicate curiosities behind its glass panels. Coffee cups line kitchen shelves like restless soldiers reporting for duty. And from a shed out back, two round Buddhas watch Christ – cast in concrete – offering his final ministry from beneath a big pine tree.
Within the next couple of weeks, almost all of these items will be sold — if not to collectors and antique dealers, then to estate shoppers giddy with the thrill of the search (visions of American Pickers’ Mike Wolfe dancing in their heads). But first, Kara Cross Braswell will take the house apart and put it back together again.
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