Out here on the Plains of Texas near the bump in the road we call home there once was a house....
I think that front screen door probably slammed shut a jillion times in its lifetime. I imagine young children running in the yard, perhaps chasing the chickens and gathering the chicks.
The sounds of a creeking windmill pulling much-needed water from the ground.
The end of it's road of life and tales it could tell.Memories to remind us to cherish what passes by us each day is a treasure to behold.
Just some thoughts.
Thanks for stopping by for a chit chat.
5 comments:
Okay, photo session at your place. Who will join me? I just love the country!! :)
Isn't it true - when you look at abandon, old houses you start to wonder about its history and the lives it held.
Happy Birthday
A little birdie told me it's your Birthday. So I wanted to stop over and wish you many many more and I hope you make this a happy one.
Hugs,
Penny
Happy B- day Terri, we are all sing very loud can you hear us...hugs Wendy
It's sad to see old houses forgotten. :'(
Hugs, Ashlyn
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