The weekend was relatively relaxed for me, the way I wanted it after the previous weekend spent in drug induced oblivion. I canceled plans to trundle around Maryland with thousands of others to photograph barns. I didn't want to be wrestling for the best vantage points with hoards of people so I decided to stay closer to home and explore some of the unpaved roads in my area. It was lovely, just pottering along the silent roads, smelling the sweet air and feeling the hot sun on my arms,
took this video of my last drive over it in March, it seems so long ago now and part of another era.
Although there had been some vandalism,it seemed that this had been done some time ago as the house had obviously not been visited for some time. Paint was peeling from the walls and dust had collected on every surface. Belongings were strewn across the floor but some places had been left intact, and not touched, for a good 25 years or more.
I spent quite a while walking about taking photos, and trying not to disturb the contents. As I later stepped back out into the hot, bright day, it felt like I was leaving another world, and with one last look back over my shoulder I gently tugged the old door shut.