The drab, dreary day made it seem more sad. This is all that is left of a home. Wonder if they moved on to a bigger and better house, or did they die in this one>
While it's sad to see it like this, it reminds me of the time we took a dear friend (in her 80's) to search for her old homestead, in a town she grew up in. It was still there, much like this one. You never saw a happier woman jump right up on a mattress (some drifter left behind) in the center of her old living room. Happiness isn't enough of a word to describe what she felt! I say someone out there has heartstrings to this I know it!
poor old home. love the old evergreen, too.
ReplyDeleteHow sad. If only it could talk.
ReplyDeleteAwwww, this is a fine little house. Just right for one person. What a shame.
ReplyDeleteIt is always sad for me to see places like this for I think of happier times that house must have had. It deserves a better fate.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sad thing to see a house looking like this, once someone's home.
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Oh, that is just sad. So many stories to tell.
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Don't you just wish this oldtime could talk. Look at the old asbestos siding. Great find.
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So sad, this has the bones of a lovely home.
ReplyDelete...but ever so charming. And I'm sure a lot of family history if the walls could tell us their story.
ReplyDeleteSad, I think. I guess this place won't be standing a whole lot longer!
ReplyDeleteIt is sad to see the condition of the house--looks like its on its last leg. I do wonder with Anni what it would tell us if it could.
ReplyDeleteIt's so sad. I'd like to living there under the trees...
ReplyDeleteIt must have some sturdy bones to still be standing so tall and straight.
ReplyDeleteWhile it's sad to see it like this, it reminds me of the time we took a dear friend (in her 80's) to search for her old homestead, in a town she grew up in. It was still there, much like this one. You never saw a happier woman jump right up on a mattress (some drifter left behind) in the center of her old living room. Happiness isn't enough of a word to describe what she felt! I say someone out there has heartstrings to this I know it!
ReplyDeletemy dad was born in a house identical to this one and my grandmother raised 7 kids in it. but it was white.
ReplyDeleteIt's an interesting old place. I thought the fake brick outside surface was a questionable approach to making the original house look good.
ReplyDeleteI remember well that old asphalt siding. It was alway ugly. Tom The Backroads Traveller
ReplyDeleteSad to see an old place in this condition. You always wonder what it's story is.
ReplyDeleteVery sad indeed. Looks like it could have been fixed up. There are so many people without homes... what a waste.
ReplyDeleteSo sad, indeed. It seems to be putting up a valiant fight to the end, though. Wonder what stories it could tell.
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