Bricks. I love the permanency of bricks. Anything built of bricks is built for the long haul, is built to last. My trip to Savannah afforded me glimpses of bricks from many perspectives from sidewalk to window and door frames to rooftops. The windows of this old building which houses an art gallery were large... Continue Reading →

 Here is a blurry, but spooky picture of a barn owl. An owl flew from the window of the old house, probably the mate to this one. The porch leans and the house leans, even the tree leans! I always wonder about an abandoned farm like this. Who lived there? What happened to them? I think it must... Continue Reading →

 Here is a blurry, but spooky picture of a barn owl. An owl flew from the window of the old house, probably the mate to this one.  The porch leans and the house leans, even the tree leans! I always wonder about an abandoned farm like this. Who lived there? What happened to them?  I think... Continue Reading →