Recently my husband came in the house telling me he had something good to show me. Told me to jump in the Suburban because he knew I would want to photograph it.
Hmmmmm......I was intrigued, but seriously we live out in the sticks. What is he going to show me....a cow? He assured me I would love it, so off we went with a camera in tow.
Then he drives out to this. A very old house. Rural decay at its finest. Wooden covers on the windows and primitive siding that has the look of brick, but is most certainly not.
Vines were entwined around the doorways.
A peek inside the doorway revealed some wonderful shelving and the skeleton of an old piano.
But, the best structure on the property was sitting just behind the old house. Just a peek around the back of the house exposed this beauty, which hasn't been used in many a year.