Because we spent more time this weekend
in places we shoudn't be, I thought to repost this piece about our tendency to trespass!
I am quite unable to resist the lure of a "Do Not Enter" Sign.
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Whether it reads, "No Trespassing",
"Entry Prohibited" or "Access Denied", I see only an invitation, clear proof that something ahead is interesting enough for me to explore!
."Entry Prohibited" or "Access Denied", I see only an invitation, clear proof that something ahead is interesting enough for me to explore!
I am not proud of my insubordination in thes matters, but recognize that curiosity will always get the best of me. A rebel husband is my ally in this area... together we've pushed the boundaries of what might be considered intrusive or even dangerous. An otherwise respectable middle-aged couple, we turn into mischievous children when confronted with the forbidden.
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Few things are more alluring than abandoned buildings...to wander through the detritus of other peoples' lives...to imagine their home in its prime...and ponder the circumstances that left it to ruin. Barns emptied of livestock...doors hanging off the jamb...rooms that echo with silence...all are an irresistible draw to me.
Few things are more alluring than abandoned buildings...to wander through the detritus of other peoples' lives...to imagine their home in its prime...and ponder the circumstances that left it to ruin. Barns emptied of livestock...doors hanging off the jamb...rooms that echo with silence...all are an irresistible draw to me. .
If I have my camera with me, all the better...pictures of deserted spaces speak volumes, and I will always want to listen to the stories they have to tell.
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I know I am not alone in my fascination with derelict buildings. What forbidden territory have you entered lately?
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