...You ask, quietly, to borrow it. ~Author Unknown
In that spirit... here are a few moments I've "borrowed"...
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| Forlorn... |
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| Through the wardrobe... |
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| The sky above is roof enough... |
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| Fields of green and gold.... |
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| Remnant of the past... |
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| I stand at the door... |
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| Waiting.... |
I really would love to know the story behind some of these old places. It makes me think of Amy Grant's song, "If These Walls Could Speak."
ReplyDeleteThat is what draws me to places like these. What are the unknown joys and sadness, fears and triumphs that were felt within the walls?
ReplyDeleteThat song captures that feeling so well.
And while I know the story behind a couple of the places I captured, others I can only imagine...
Love how green the grass is and how vivid the wood, despite the age. Nice set.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful place. I love it. Weeds are my favorite thing sometimes : ) Very, very pretty.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos. Love that quote.
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