Tuesday, July 27, 2010


I don't know what it is about it that appeals to me, but something does....   So many old buildings that are left to fall apart - they just seem so lonely to me.  I just want to rescue them like lost puppies.

I saw this one when I was out yesterday.

Or these old farmhouses...

You can see where the porch used to be, and the back kitchen that was added on.  Someone lived here and had memories - maybe they had children that grew up here....  These are the thoughts that go through my head.  I wonder if they were pioneers who came to the prairie to find a better life.  Do you think they found it?  Questions like these are what beckons me to pull over and take the picture and to stare at it every time I drive by.

I hope that the places I love so dearly will not be left to crumble when I'm gone.  But truth is, in a century, maybe two, no one will even know (or care!)  Our existence on the earth is so temporary - it makes you reflect on what's really important in life.

Much Love!



Window On The Prairie said...

Love old houses. I think about the same things too. I wonder who was born there - who died. Where they happy?

Mokihana said...

I adore old houses! I take a lot of photos of them, and can't help but think how, when they were new, someone loved them and was probably glad to live in them. If only the walls could talk!