On one of my family excursions, we passed an abandoned house on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, not far from Ocean City. A half mile down the road, I turned back. Couldn’t resist.
I walked around for awhile looking for beauty or intrigue in a house way beyond its years.
After awhile, I noticed my younger son, Nick, shooting photos inside the dwelling. I followed him in and found a sign of recent “ownership.”
On the way out, I paused to shoot UNC’s garden: