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.