Old buildings like this one dot the rural Southern landscape like markers reminding those who pass by that things used to be different here. That there was a time when a local community gathered here to share their successes and sorrows with one another. But the congregation that used to find direction, meaning and solace within these walls has since dissipated and few are left who might be able to recall her stories.
The vines are creeping through the windows and floorboards, the chimney has started to pull away from the foundation, and critters have taken up residence in the sanctuary. The windows are boarded and the yard is littered with signs of congregations past but the electrical meter continues to tick away, much as the years have too.
[Putnam County, FL c. 1930’s]