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Window Into the Past

old window

Window Into the Past

Faded paint, faded wood, faded glass even, dusty with years of grime, so much that this image looks nearly monochromatic, the only coloring offered by the iron oxide from the old nails.

It’s that old carriage house in my neighbor’s back yard again. There’s just something I always find so inspiring in its details and it often becomes the subject or the backdrop of photos; it’s on my walk from my home to Main Street so I see it nearly every day. Here’s a view of the Black and White Barn and in Bird on a Fence.


2 responses

  1. if only these ‘pieces’ could tell their tales? You can almost taste the history. xx

    July 25, 2013 at 10:44 am

    • Penpusher, this building was a small stable behind a Victorian home more than 100 years ago and has seen the neighborhood grow and change. Imagine the history.

      August 2, 2013 at 11:17 am

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