is a lovely old bungalow that I've been admiring for over
6 years now. Judging by its design and materials the mostly
all wooden house possibly dates from the 1920's, if not
earlier. It was last actively used within a year ago, but
now it's abandoned after much of the frontal section of
the building collapsed. Looking at the damage I suspect
it may have been inflicted by scrap thieves stealing the
homes ornate cast iron roof supports.
The interior was in
complete disarray. The floor was littered with old kids
DVD’s and books hinting at happier times of years
long passed. The master bedroom still had a retro kitsch
70’s bed in place, the kind with the integrated drawers,
shelves and padded head board. The owner had attempted to
seal the bedroom from bugs and rain by using plastic bags.
I guess you made do with what you had.
Even with the interior
is such a state, the smell of decay was kept at bay by a
delightful fragrant aroma. Old scented candles and other
sweet smelling trinkets were strewn all around in the last
room I found.