This old house sits about a quarter of a mile off of I-35 and is very difficult to spot from the highway because it’s in the middle of a dense cluster of trees. In fact, you have to look at exactly the right moment or you’ll never see it at all. Even then, all you can see is part of the roof.
I made the trek up here in the pre-dawn hours of Saturday morning, not really sure of what I’d find. I wasn’t disappointed to say the least. There were so many great things to shoot, although I had a hard time finding the right angle on the house for some reason. I’m fascinated by places like this. Standing in the stillness with the ghosts of the past is a sublime experience.