From our first outting to the abandoned property I was mesmerized...caught up in the magic of being ten again. The moment we crossed into the overgrown forest a magic surrounded us. In the midst of tangles & random, baby magnolias we found a perfect row of boxwoods outlining the original driveway. I was instantly transported back in time, playing in the forest & gathering clues. When I was 10, we found a crumbling log cabin on the far end of the street with it's stone chimney still upright. We spent countless afternoons playing "house" there & frightening ourselves with ghost stories. We imagined all kinds of tales about the people who had lived there & why they left. When it was time for supper, we always felt as though we'd been time travelling & it felt odd to step back into present day.
The property the kids at church discovered had 6 previous homes on it & several out-buildings. The kids played there for weeks before mentioning a possible well-house & we decided to check it out. It didn't take long to realize how unsafe it is. Secretly I was pleased we had taken so long to be "the grown-up" & say it was unsafe without supervision.
These homes span a time from the turn of the century to probably the 60's or 70's...all crumbling. This one really intrigued me, for though it is partially collapsed the window glass remains completely unbroken.
Layers of shingles on the oldest of the dwellings reminded me of that old log cabin I used to play in as a kid. This image is the "shot that got away", for the focus was off by a hair...ah, well...(she says with a gleam in her eye)...I suppose we will "have to go back another time".....
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