Mailboxes Redux

I started this blog a year ago with a series on mailbox typology of Newport Hills, and after a few months respite, I thought I'd wrap it up with this little selection of delicacies.


This is a dollhouse version of the house it belongs to, as if it bore repeating. Here the mail goes into the "garage."




Not a skinny house, but it has a skinny mailbox.




The old "mutated farm implement" approach combined with "welding for dummies" art.




Homage to the bustle.




Latest trend: holiday mailbox "sweaters."




I hope the mailbox is holding up the wheelbarrow and not the other way around.




Sorry, a slab of wood and green paint does not convince me that this is a tree.

Mailboxes of the Month

Before: One excited mailbox.



After: Somewhat "flagged."



Possible consequences: Unsightly rash.

Mailboxes: Just Gotta Be Different

I've been off traveling the west coast and will have some photos from California soon, but for now, after a hiatus, here's another episode of Newport Hills mailboxes. These ones proudly defy categorization.


These munchkin mail boxes are placed on a couple of concrete blocks at a total elevation of about 12 inches.



A Home Depot trellis gives these boxes a certain je ne sais quoi.



The Tom Sawyerish picket fence approach.



Perhaps this pointy wrought-iron mini-fence helps keep squirrels out of the junk mail.



Gotta love these slick cubbies for rolled up newspapers -- or torpedoes.



A little gang of misfits.

One Leg at a Time

Today on The Mailboxes of Newport Hills...


Simple and effective.


These folks must get a lot of very heavy mail.


"OK, we're balanced - now nobody move."


Doorbell out of order, please use knocker!


A twist on the standard one-poster.


Up periscope!

Welcome to Eff-Stop Local!

Welcome, I say to this close-to-home offshoot of my international travel photoblog, The Eff-Stop.

Nuff said, make of it what you will. Here's the first thrilling episode: Mailboxes of Lake Heights/Newport Hills.

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A more or less standard mailbox hut, with cubbies below for newspapers or oversize pieces. Note the (slightly paranoid) locked mailbox style. The shingled roof is almost pagoda-like. Are those mailbox eggs underneath?




Older style, a bit mossy, gimpy and swaybacked. Note the typical festive flyer for yardwork.





Looks like this one's roof has gone fishing. Note the creepy ivy-swathed person on the left wearing a pork-pie hat - oh wait, it's just a driveway light.





To go with the la-di-dah arch, this aloof mailbox seems to say "I'm special.".





"I'm special too but I have my own roof, so there."





The double-decker.





This old geezer needs a crutch.





This guy just has to be a little bit different. Note the petrified squirrel and his strange little lawns, and then check out the pagoda jst behind him, the lion in the background ...





Fun with fonts! What's up with the empty space on the right - expecting more houses to be built? Room for a squirrel feeder?





Rather natty - and regimented, to go along with the flags, I guess.





Something quaintly Marin County Seventies about this lettering.





In comparison to the highly architected mailbox "houses," there's something almost hillbilly about this minimal installation.





One word - planters! The lefthand one has especially lush foliage.





This one seems to be wearing socks and a sweatband.





But this footgear seems to say "Sleep with the fishes, Ricco, ya little runt!" Flat-roof style.





This one has an udder. And the guy on the left must get a LOT of mail.