A few short days ago, a darling friend of mine and I went exploring and picture taking on an old abandoned farm near her house, and the day turned out to be quite an adventure!
There is something so mysterious about ancient abandoned properties. Beautiful, yet haunting. As we snapped pictures and ventured through and between the massive red buildings, I allowed my mind to wander into the unknown past. The sights and smells that must have been came to my mind, and the “ghost town” came to life like shadows of a long-forgotten story. The rays of sunlight that peered through the cracked walls and played on the concrete floors became the forms of the cattle that had once inhabited the neat stalls that separated the barn, bustling in the excitement for their evening meal. Farm hands laughed and joked with each other as they wiped dirty sweat of their foreheads and forked hay into the long wooden racks that lined one side of the pen.
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We christened the area "Emris Forest."