Faye and I drove by several abandoned houses yesterday. This one is unusual for our area in that it has wooden siding, most houses around here are brick.
I enjoy pondering the unknowns, the mysteries of such places. Who lived here? What were they like? How did they get along with their neighbours? How long did they live here? Why, and when, did they leave? What stories, lessons, does this place have to share?
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