“Make me a willow cabin at your gate,
And call upon my soul within the house;
Write loyal cantons of contemned love
And sing them loud even in the dead of night.” -William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
My husband and I found this little house at the end of last summer or beginning of September. North of Omaha somewhere. The native prairie grasses bristled at the chill, and rain tapped gently against the rusted metal roof.
Damp hair and clothing does not deter me from taking photographs and exploring, but ruining electronics does. I shot the pictures from beneath my jacket.
The tiny house appears to be pretty old. If anyone recognizes this little place, please share your thoughts! We did not get too close to this one due to the rain. There was also another house close, and I was concerned about trespassing.I imagined the house as a starter home for a farming family. I can see children chasing one another, their laughter echoing through the fields as their parents harvest the crops.
What finally drove the family out of the sun-bleached creaking old house?
Trish Eklund is the owner and creator of Abandoned, Forgotten & Decayed. She is also the owner and founder of Family Fusion Community, an online community and resource for divorced and remarried parents, step-parents, same-sex parents, adopting parents, and all other non-traditional parents. Trish has been featured on www.playground-magazine.com, www.bigblendedfamily.com, and Her View From Home. Follow her on Twitter: @trishiewriter, Google +, Pinterest, Instagram, and, LinkedIn.