The Abandoned

I have always had a “thing” for abandoned houses. Perhaps it began when I was a little girl and my Grandmother would take me back to the family farm, years abandoned and dilapidated. Since those days I have wandered in the houses without doors and windows to keep me out, in cities and in far forgotten places. There are wonderful discovers to be made in abandoned houses, like natural peeling wallpaper that exposes early 1900 stencils…. and not so wonderful things …I will let you use your own imagination. There are things that tell stories, some touching, some tragic all narrated in my mind.

The story... burn it down and start over or was it better to walk away....