“Some old things are lovely warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.”
~ D. H. Lawrence
I snapped these photos with my phone on July 11th last year while visiting my daughter and her family at their summer property in Lead Cove, NL. They are of my son-in-law’s shed, which once belonged to his father, and to his grandfather before that. The above quote came to mind from one of my previous posts, titled Old.
The weathered closeup depicted in the last photo takes me back to that summer afternoon, when I pressed my hand on the sun-warmed clapboard, grey as driftwood under its flakes of peeling paint. There’s something about old structures that inspire a longing, speak in soft whispers, as if sharing with me the poignant aura of days long gone.
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Lovely atmospheric photos, I love old buildings with character like this.
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Character. That’s the perfect word, Andrea!
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A lovely post, Jennifer. I have a special place in my heart for old things too. They seem infused with tangible memories that we can feel.
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Thank you, Diana (sorry so late answering). Old things hold a history, a past, and yes, an infusion of memories that tickle our imaginations. 😊
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🙂 ❤
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What a cool thing to share with us! Thank you. I’ve always been fascinated by things that remain long after the hands or minds that made them have passed on . . .
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So sorry for the tardy reply, Kristine.
You’re very welcome! I love how the force of nature, even in erosion and decay, has a certain symmetry to it.
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Congratulations! I have featured your blog this week on CMMC.
I sure hope you have a fantastic week.
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Thank you so much, Cee! Now I’m off to check out the others you featured. 😊
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That’s an appropriate quote, Jennifer. Interesting that I was just thinking about D.H. Lawrence about two days ago and his novels that I had to study while at University about, oh, fifty years ago. Some things don’t get old. 🙂
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Hi Carol, aside from several poems, the only novel of his I’ve read is Lady Chatterley’s Lover, which I liked. IMHO, a lot of good literature never gets old. 🙂
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The shed has seen and heard a lot. The stories it could tell . . .
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Indeed, Neil. If only it could!
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‘speaking in soft whispers’…absolutely. You feel a reverence for the older things. The photos are so lovely, Jennifer.
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Thank you, Lois. The older things will always have room on my camera and my blog. 😊
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Speaking of older things, you should take a photo of me for your blog 😅😅.
Nice photos and beautiful descriptions. Keep on blogging.
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Haha, Wayne, you’re so funny! Thanks so much. 😊
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A wonderful reflection to begin my week. There are so many stories held safe in buildings that have weathered the storms.
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Countless stories, Rebecca. If only the walls could talk.
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You bring life through images and words beautifully. I couldn’t resist taking a moment to comment as my husband loves old wood, weathered by the sun and other elements, toned down to his favorite color, gray. We actually have old barn boards he has saved for one project or another. I’m sure each board has its own story. Thanks for sharing, Jennifer.
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You and your husband obviously share my love of weathered boards, Sherrey. Thanks for your visit!
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Seeing old and weathered homes makes me curious too, Jennifer. Love the images!
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So happy you love them, Jill. 😊
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I’m with Miriam. I imagine the lives lived when the paint was fresh. Beautiful, Jennifer.
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The faded clapboard begged to be captured, Jacqui. Thanks!
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“All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses.”-
-Longfellow
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I like that quote. And according to it, I’m living in a haunted house right now! 😁
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I like to visualize the people and circumstances through the weathered structures. Great shots, Jennifer!
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Thank you, Miriam! I like imagining the history behind old houses and buildings whenever I see them.
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You’re welcome, Jennifer! I even looked at the map of some locations where I lived and brought back memories.
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Sure, why not? 😊
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😊😊
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Hi Jennifer – I love these pictures and I can almost feel the sun’s warmth on those shingles. Thanks for sharing them and for including the D.H. Lawrence quote. I’ve read a lot of his books, but not his poetry. This is a lovely phrase. Stay warm up there – we are in a cold snap!
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I love that quote too, Barbara. And I long for summer’s warmth although it isn’t too cold today. Thanks for stopping by!
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I have bare feet right now (inside), but it’s in the 20s outside tonight!
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Hey, me too! Last night and this morning. 😊
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What a fun post 😀
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It’s always fun when you can score two photo challenges with one post. 😀 Thanks, Cee!
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I love to touch old buildings too. I like to think the souls of the folks who touched them before pass through me. If those walls could talk. I once placed my hands on the pillar of a two-thousand-year-old aqueduct and felt a surge of strength from the Romanss who built it.
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Oh Darlene! I did a lot of that in Italy. The Colosseum comes to mind immediately. It’s a tactile thing where you try to channel or connect with those who came before.
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