WEATHERED WOODS

I could lose all track of time in the back streets of a little old town, if I have my camera.

Pat and I were so alone in Roslyn, we could hardly find a place for a cup of

hot chocolate.

But it was easy to stroll a block or two off of main street to find these treasures.

I love not only the geometry here, but how each board has aged to a different shade:

The same structure:

This is someone's back porch.  Hmmmm....

Aged doors never disappoint: 

But in all my rambles, I have never seen anything like this, just left outside!

I thought of naming it "Dirty Drawers", but I have too much respect for this charming piece.

I can imagine its use, perhaps behind the counter of an old wood-floored store.

I can also imagine putting it to use in our own home, had I been here when it was first tossed out back; before it got warped and ruined!

A lone window, as actually reflected in aonther window across the street,

so this is taken through glass:

Shades of New England:

This looks like a Hollywood set, but it is just a side street of Roslyn:

After visiting Roslyn, we headed up the mountain road, so there is more to come.