blue door

unexplored by me as yet, an old abandoned house stands to the north east of my house, across the laneway that leads down over the crest of the hill to the lake, where some very fancy cottages and year-round homes have been built along the shores of Sturgeon Lake.

windows

on the other side of the house, the old doc has a marvelous vegetable garden that is sheltered on all sides by trees and the old house. Basking in the sun, this garden is probably the warmest and calmest of all the gardens on the farm.


the old abandoned house

mysteries and stories seem to be closed up in this old house. Somewhat like old photographs that I like to pick up at yard sales and antique dealers, this old house seems sad and forgotten.

Here is the ancient floor,

Footworn and hollowed and thin,

Here was the former door

Where the dead feet walked in.

--Thomas Hardy