This here was an old farmhouse. The city wants to preserve it and move it but I hate when we feel the need to move things to new locations. Just let it be like the damn house in Up. It will be pretty. I only got this shot on accident and I loved it but my kiddo is kind of making a silly face but I am going to share it anyway because I have love in my heart for it. I am an old sentimental weirdo and I always ache over the decay of things that prove the past was really there. It inspires existential dread. I both love and hate the decay of what was. Abandoned stuff is amazing. Makes me feel things. Something about the present colliding with the past is forever fascinating to me. So here tis.