This house is down the hill and about 150 yards from our old farm in Lee County, VA. Before we built the house we lived in from 1975 through 1980 we stored a bunch of our furniture and other stuff in this house. And yes, at that time it was occupied. An old spinster lived there with her nephew. Now that I think back about that house and about them, there was something a bit Dickensian about them and that old house. I imagine it was really something back in the days when it was first built.
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Beautiful, in an eerie way. Wouldn't want to own it, though. No more old houses for me.
That's really beautiful.
Nothing like a old Virginia house. I'm sure to see a lot of them today as I creep with the traffic down to Roanoke. "Over the river and through the woods," sounds a hell of a lot better than "going 5 mph behind 400 trucks down highway 81."
I love old places like this - from the outside. Still, I don't know what to call it: spirits, energy, PROJECTION, but there are places (occupied or not, well-maintained or not) that make me walk by them more quickly than others. This could well be one of them!
now occupied by spiders.
Must have been gorgeous in its day. Looks like it was a nice example of a vernacular Queen Anne.
That really is beautiful. I love old houses, but I can definitely see the Dickensian thing of which you speak.
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