We were driving down the road.
And saw it.
Trying to hide.
And I felt kind of bad pointing it out.
Because I know sometimes
We just don’t want to be seen.
We just kind of want to reflect on what we are.
The ideal house for a hermit I suppose.
I see houses like this, closed down and abandoned and think of the people who built them, using sunny days, and the families who grew and lived in there….the stories. And then yes….who would live there now. A hermit. Someone seeking shelter. Someone hiding…
With all those trees, you could pass it by without seeing it.
The picture doesn’t it show it well, but the snow coming down was helping it in it’s effort to stay hidden as well.
I’ll bet it was!
Beautiful old historical home. I am sure it was very beautiful once.
That’s what I felt. And then again, kind of beautiful in it’s hiding and peaceful existence ….lifeless almost. Not quite…but almost.
I agree with you. Wants to stay hidden, wants to stay retired. Wants to stay beautiful but age doesn’t allow that.
Well I think you and I can let this old fella age gracefully in our minds. 🙂
That ‘s a yes for me!
What a SUPERSUPERB photograph, Chatter Master!! And lovely words to go with it… Poster material!
Thank you Koji! 🙂 That made my day! You’re my favorite today!
i love this! i’d love to know it’s story. great words to go with the picture, colleen )
Thank you Beth. I know….someone has a story from there. Grand or not to the world….it’s grand to the life lived.
I love a mystery house and would be tempted to stop the car and snoop around. 😀 😀
🙂 Oh it would be so fun! Though it was well posted “no trespassing”. And the roads were getting worse. And worse. And we were hours and hours from home. 🙂
I love an adventure but am a wuss alone.
Adventures with someone to talk about it, laugh about it, relive it with….are always better!!!!!! 🙂
I agree! 😀 😀 😀
There’s gotta be a story there. What an intriguing photo. 🙂
Caught my attention like I was a fish on a hook! 🙂
Creepy yet alluring at the same time.
It didn’t have a creepy feeling….more of a peaceful one. But I didn’t get close enough. Maybe if I got in it. 😉
So are you going back sometime?
Not anytime soon. It’s quite a ways from home.
Love this pic. It would be a dream to sometimes retreat when I want to breathe.
🙂 So true. Breathe in peace without intrusions.
Thank you! 🙂
It’s quite stark and strong back there, mb Colleen. Wow. Glad you saw it lurking!
It does look strong doesn’t it? And kind of proud too. 🙂
As it should be, MBC. Between these walls …
Great post Colleen 😉
Thank you Irene!
Artwork gave strength to your description. Powerful poetry.
Thank you very much John.
You are welcome.
The trees, atmosphere and aura of the home does seem so desolate and deserted. It would be nice to picture it during its’ “heyday.” Wish we could know what stories it holds. Meanwhile, lovely how you put this, Colleen.
I imagine it with a bustling family, or happy one. I didn’t get a bad feeling about it. But we couldn’t get close either. It just felt…empty. I wish I could know more as well!
Fabulous photo! I can see why this caught your attention!
Thank you Debra! 🙂
A story waiting to be told …?
Feels like it doesn’t it?
It is a lovely and hidden home. 🙂
I thought so. I would have loved a tour. But they weren’t giving any. 😉
I really like the words you put with the picture. Most days I feel like that house.
Hello Shian! 🙂 And thank you. I think that’s why the words came so easy. It is relateable isn’t it?
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