Monday, October 24, 2011
Time's Threshold
I wonder if I crossed over the threshold, would I be able to sense what came before? Would I see remnants of the past that would give me clues into history? I could cross over and stay for a time, imagining, pondering and then I could leave out the back way, my life enriched, perhaps changed.
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A friend on Flickr who lives in North Dakota posts almost exclusively photos of old, abandoned farmsteads. Barns, slowly collapsing under their own weight. Farmhouses, some of them pretty tiny. As I look at his posts, I often wonder the same things. What was life like in so small a space? What did they do in the harsh ND winters? What were the circumstances as the last person left the property?
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