Ever had an experience where you see something, just one element of a property that is as if someone reached into your body and actually started to squeeze your heart?
That's what this house did to me, but especially the second story window. There was a thin piece of metal being blown in and out making a clanking noise that was eerie, at best.
Such exquisite fret work. I love the color. If you notice the window to the far right, it appears newer. Yet the house is most definitely abandoned.
She certainly doesn't deserve this fate: to die in a small Kansas town.
Oh, how it hurts.