Day 47 (412) – February 16, 2019
There are a number of hidden homesteads in the area. Homes that, for one reason or another, were left to be swallowed up by nature. This one is situated at the top of a mountain and is completely hidden once the spring warmth allows trees, weeds, and ivy to bloom. Kind of like a paradise lost, for what its worth. It really is kind of an interesting cycle. One that allows you to see some history only in the dead of winter. This structure hasn’t completely been consumed and the footprint is still somewhat clear. Even through the naked limbs and branches there are clues as to what the layout may have been. It’s enough to pique my curiosity and see what I can dig up on the internet. Like I need any more reasons to spend time online.