I remember when old Mrs. Danner lived in this house. Her son , who inherited the place upon her death, died of cancer last year.
I loved looking at the old buildings, wondering what sort of creatures they used to shelter.
Blue would stand patiently while I got down on hands and knees to photograph something special.
Like this broken teacup in the leaves:
Today, here's what the ghost farmhouse looks like:
Every shed, every building, has been burned.
Two things make me feel somewhat better: On a recent trip to the ghost farm, I decided to bring the teacup home and put it in my cabin in the woods. Happy memories.
And Old Mrs. Danner's forsythia still blooms beside the road.
Wow, that is something. Do you know why it was burned? Accident or on purpose? You could write a short story about that farm.
ReplyDeleteWow, I love that you shared this with us; very interesting. To think the house and buildings were alive with people over the years, new at one time even ... now just a memory of what was, all gone. Makes me think. Congratulations, you made it through 24 hours of 'shutdown day' (I didn't even try, shame on me!) ... LOL Judy
ReplyDeleteSomeone may have bought the land and are cleaning it up. Glad that you saved the teacup. Her flowers are still pretty. I see you made it over the 24 hour period without using you pc. Congrats. Helen
ReplyDeleteLove your walks and rides and pictures. It does often seem a little sad when change is in the air, so it's extra nice you were able to bring that teacup home to your cabin for looking at and remembering later. Hey! How'd the 'no pc' day go?
ReplyDeleteI like old places too. Was the fire intentional?
ReplyDeleteImagine if those old walls could talk. The stories you would hear. Or if that old teacup could talk of the tales spoken while the storytellers shared some tea.
ReplyDeleteBlue looks good...so patient as you say.
Pam
I have a similar situation here with an abandoned house next to mine. I, too, retrieved a coffee cup from the yard and it now has a place of honor on my kitchen window sink facing that house. I always wonder what happened to the owners.
ReplyDeleteOh, what a lovely, lovely entry...and I just LOVE Blue...I love the look on that sweet face...
ReplyDeleteThe smouldering remains makes me feel sad. Dunno why....
ReplyDelete~Amy
I love forsythia! I wonder if mine is blooming yet in my old house? I am so sorry to see that building is gone.
ReplyDeletexoxo
what or who set it ablaze???
ReplyDeletelove ya,
carlene
Bet it made you feel sad in a way. Hope the new owners put something good up in there. Linda
ReplyDeleteI guess it was a hazard...but I am glad you got some pictures over the last years of it before it was all burned down. I know it was a neat old place to visit out in the woods when riding with Blue. Keeping the teacup was a great idea. You will always have a small piece of that place now to keep forever.
ReplyDeleteWas it a controlled burn or arson? It is sad when you see it go like that. I am glad that the teacup came home with you. In that way the farm still lives.
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