Friday, January 11, 2013
Echoing Through the Mist
There is something delightfully spooky about old houses on a foggy morning.
They some how look completely different in the light. The trees look more ominous, the lines softer, yet more distinct.
It captures the imagination and inspires the mind to wander. I wonder what history can be heard echoing through the mist?
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