Ghosts

We took a Sunday drive on back roads up into the foggy hills...


At the same time we stumbled across this old abandoned schoolhouse next to a triangular intersection (where 3 roads met), two motorcyclists emerged from the fog on one road and disappeared into the fog on another road - we joked that it felt like we were in an old French film


A plaque on the front read "Block School | Dist. 12 | 1839 - 1935"

the fog cleared a bit while while we walked around the schoolhouse




sometimes the world doesn't look real