Another Shuttered Ghost
This isn’t my favorite picture, but I keep coming back and back to it, intrigued by who its owners might be or have been. The shutters are closed, the whitewashed sides streaked brown with dirt and debris from Saban winds and rain. Looks like time has run past this Windwardside cottage with its great tree, its yard grown tangled and wild.
How long ago did children laugh and play in your yard, little house?
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This cottage invites a lot of questions and maybe you can find out more about this cottage for your novel??