It was a little chilly, and there was a bit of snow on the ground. Normally, the latter would have ended my exploring season, but for some reason, I can't seem to let go this year. My trusty husky and I rolled up on this place and had a look around. The contents and lighting made it a great, worthwhile stop, but the proximity of neighbors immediately across the road ensured that I didn't linger here long.
I was spending some time scouting around on Google Earth, as I often do when I'm bored, and happened to notice this in a field, almost by itself. What was surprising was that it was in an area I had explored before, but I never saw this place. Not surprising that I didn't see it while I was there. It's too far back in the bush to see it from the road. Just surprising I hadn't noticed it on the satellite images before.
Continuing on through my list of prospects on a Fall Sunday, I came to this place. The door was kicked open, inviting me to look inside, but as I did, I realized there would be nothing to step on, as the floor had all but disappeared. Going anywhere inside would prove unlikely.
I was about to give up on the place and move on. But as I looked about the property, I decided that there was more to see here than a house. The vehicles alone presented enough to interest me, and hopefully you too.
Another fairly typical old farmhouse in rural Ontario. Nothing particularly special about it. Nothing that would call you from any distance. Pulling up beside this one, I honestly didn't expect a great deal. Something about it, however, just had charisma, charm.
*Special thanks to Kim for making me aware of this place.