Derelict Derelict Someone lived here just a few years ago, clinging to the edge of a steep slope at this tight bend in a one-lane road, really just a paved cow path down the hill. When the place still had windows and looked like a house I for some reason imagined an unhappy teen sitting in one of the upstairs bedroom windows, hating this ugly house and wishing themselves somewhere else. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation Watch My BackSomebody Else’s Garden Leave a ReplyCancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.