At Rest

Quite, true, dearest Edgar.... but the phrase, "a picture is worth a thousand words" has not survived without reason....

One cannot look upon these images of abandoned buildings without considering their former grandeur.  Myself?  I want to go inside every one of them and photograph the rooms, the mantles, the chandeliers, the furniture, the contents of drawers and so on.  To return in time and fantasize how they must have appeared so long ago.   Who lived here?  Why was this place abandoned?  Is it reported to be haunted by past residents?  

To me, there is a certain fascination in their current state of rest, as nature has begun to consume the exterior and the contents, therein.  I can imagine the musty odors from lack of heat and human interaction.  There is also a certain sadness that clouds each photo.   They are like graves that no one visits.