So, I move on from my vacation at the Beach. I am sure you all are tired of looking at pictures of that!
I have had these pictures in my archives for a little while. D Shirley and GS Chris and I were on a back country road near where I used to live in Sussex County when we drove upon this. I just couldn't resist stopping to take some photos of this interesting place. I figured it had some stories to tell, that is, if it could talk.
It had once been a store that had been operated by a man and his wife.
I love the peeling paint and bars on the windows.
A peek inside a broken window pane revealed some treasures left behind.
Broken panes in a tightly secured window. It allowed us a glimpse inside. I couldn't help but think that this is how we are as humans...holding ourselves in a very private abode (our bodies) but sometimes the broken spirit we endure allows people to see inside our souls.
A smoke house (or store house, I am not sure of it's use) and a covered well sit beyond the yard of the store. I understand that the store owners put the well there so that passersby could stop and get a cool drink of water on a hot summer's day. I wonder if owners of stores still do things like that... think of passersby. I know of a whole town where the shop owners have doggie dishes out front so that dogs can get a drink of water. That would be Smithfield, Va. But, that's another post, I am thinking.