As you approach this old ghost farm the house seems to crawl it's way out of the woods like a slumbering giant.

It's broken windows pierce you like dark hallow eyes.

The closer you get to this house the more you begin to feel it's soul.
This is a very strong house still standing tall and square after it's years of weather and wear.

The Barn

Broken portals to a life that exists no more

Darkness replaces the sight of activity and life

Old broken windows remain as the only insight to the broken sole

An angry tree his only companion

His inside as broken as the skeleton

Although left to neglect, he fared well

The barn stands at the fore front taking the brunt of the beating by the elements

Standing in the kitchen I could have swore I heard the screen door bang. Who is watching me?


This was the veiw the father had when he would have yelled up the stairs to tell the children to be quite and go to bed.




These are some of the steepest stairs I've ever seen.

A fall down these stairs would be hard to recover from.

Bedroom 2

Bedroom 3


Bedroom 4 with door way to bedroom 3

Master bedrooms of the old shell on the hill. If I close my eyes while standing here I can imagine the living that took place in this room, the love, the sadness and the happiness. Where did it go?

This would be the view a child would see approaching the parents room in the early morning on the ghostly farm

This is the stair case which the loved ones would travel on there way to bed or descend in the morning to breakfast.

Quiet, you can hear them, you can see them moving around preparing for the day.

In the cold evenings one would sit in the family room and look out this exit to the entry.

I stare at you every day!

This farm is just across the road and field from my office window, I stare at it everyday, I can't help but wonder, "who lived there, what were they like, why does it sit empty now, What happened"?

Looking down the drive way. "Were there children here? I can imagine them riding their bikes up and down the driveway." "Do I go up there"?

As I approach the building site I see her, standing there so cold and pale, abandoned by her family, left to stand on her own. "Where did they go, Why did they leave"?

She looks so tired, but yet has an unusual glow.

As I get closer I notice two other hallow shells left to their demise by the family.

She's fared well here on her own still towering on a small hill amongst the abandoned

She looks so ghostly as I approach I start to get the chills wondering what she was like in her glory.

So cold but yet inviting!

Her brother still stands with her