If only the wall could talk at this place.
Wonder what it used to be?
what does the sign say?
Wow this thoughtless Thursday conjures up a lot of thoughts:)
love the pop of blue!
And so we all age...the curtains on our eyes growing raggedy, our mouths open to protest the ravages of time, the boards holding us together disappearing slowly, one at a time...and so it goes, we are time worn gray, the keeper of many stories, still standing by the path of life...waiting!
oh wow. inquiring minds want to know more...
I agree with Changes in the Wind. Your Thoughtless Thursdays always bring some serious thoughts to my mind.
Hm, I wonder what stories the walls have to tell?
There are many like this scattered around the local hollers. makes one pause and ponder what life must have been like for the people who called them home.
So cool! Makes me wonder tho what kind of backwater you must live in where photo ops like this are so plentiful...?
...and the curtains are still in the window. Wash house??? Slave house?? 'Just sayin'...May God bless your day sweetie!!!
Intersting place... i am back and was catching up on your last posts and love them. Your photos for "the making of the card" bring back memories of trying to capture the perfect card AND your dog, oh my gosh he is adorable and see he can get into mischeif just like mine. Hope you had great turkey day happy December!
McVal - LOL! I am not too far in the "backwater"! Although I will say this photograph was taken on a back country road drive via my husband/country tour guide.
Nezzy - This place was next to an old country store. As far as my husband knew it was always used for storage. Although, I don't doubt it was used for a residence at some point.
A dream that has become squared.Please have you all a good Friday.
I sure love all your pictures...you are such a talent! I need to mention that I like the new header too!
Sure looks like a very small home. Very, very small!
What a cool looking building! I agree with the first poster, if only those walls could talk...We've got an old barn at my mom's next door that needs to come down. It's got the most gorgeous old beams and huge thick pine plank floors. We'd love to take it apart and store the lumber until we could use it but I'm not sure where we'd put it. I will cry the day the barn comes down. It was a huge part of my childhood.
Not in great shape, I see...
I'd be frightened to start work on that to preserve it in case it fell down :-)