Everytime I walk through this arch in the park near our home on Milwaukee’s East Side, I think of an old TV show.
“Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows.”
The bright ideas have, for the most part, flowed freely during this 365 project. Well, that fount of creative concepts dried up today.
“The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody’s guess.”
I often wonder what stories these old abandoned homes could tell.