home wrecked

I’ve always been fascinated with abandoned houses. Crumbling relics of families and communities past. Every town has them…and every one has a story. You look at them sitting there, all silent…neglected, crumbling…hidden away behind trees and unkempt roads…and you can see the beautiful, inviting home it once was through the grime and rotten wood. You imagine the lives lived inside, children playing, husbands arguing with wives, the glow of the TV cutting through the darkness outside. How did this home come to be…this? If I stand close enough its almost as if I can hear it trying to tell me its story…invisible home movies of a families I never knew begin dancing around my imagination. Oh those sweet ghosts…

The house, it knows its done for. Boarded up and forgotten, you’re the first visitor its had in ages…and maybe the last. Nobody comes ‘round here anymore! Take a good look…

And its not like these houses are ancient. Many were lived in and alive as recent as 5-10-15 years ago. It’s a sad spectacle really. Perfectly good houses…disappearing slowly into time…rotting away…for no good reason…

photo's by me