August 18, 2015 by dorannrule
Posted in Abandoned, Buildings, Camera-Walking, Country Fotos, Country Sights, Country Thoughts, Home and Hearth, Random Impressions, Virginia Views | Tagged Abandoned, Buildings, country impressions, country life, country sights, Country thoughts, Forgotten, memories, Old, old buildings, photography, Virginia views, yesterday | 10 Comments
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Dor, that’s what I always think of when I see an abandoned home….all the memories made there through the years. Very poignant photo.
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Winsome and appealing~
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Well done! The title and photo tell the story.
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Oh, the stories that house could tell. 🙂
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There’s something so solemn and sacred about standing in the yard of someone’s childhood … MJ
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What a great old structure.
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Thanks Dianna! 🙂
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Love the title, the image is so thoughtful, I love the path it begins.
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There is a story in there – making this scene a magical place or a place to walk fast and far from. Love that you leave it up to the viewer Dorann!
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Thank you Charlie! Houses like this always make me thoughtful and sad and wanting to travel backward in time.
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