I’m going to keep going back to this one until there is nothing left.
Every time I go it scares me that there is nothing and then boom, it’s there. It’s big and it doesn’t want to be taken over by the trees but slowly it’s losing.
I went back last week because first of all, I can’t get enough and I need to do a re-do cause I’ve grown as a photographer since the first time I was there. Secondly, I need to see what it looks like in the Fall and the Winter and the early Spring. Lastly, I need to make sure it’s still standing.
I love this old house.
CRUMBLING MEMORIES 