a friend of mine is really a pervert for old houses (actually i have more than one friend that way) --- this house (c. 1840) he found in alabama is especially sad --- someone clearly has way too much property if they are letting this go (thnx andrew)
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6/29/2010 06:40:00 AM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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This type of neglect is rampant all throughout our planning region. I long for the stories this buildings tell. PJ
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