Sunday, April 30, 2006
If, while driving through the countryside you happen upon the remants of a two-track road, and in the distance stand a group of trees, you can be assured that at one time there was also a farmhouse.
One day I'll walk up this old road and find the remnants of the foundation. The farmhouse is not a part of my local memory, which means it's been gone longer than 14 years. I always wonder if there exist photographs of the space - in another time. Perhaps a white farmhouse and outbuildings, barn and milk house. Oh, to look back in time.