Near Pincher Creek in Southern Alberta I stumbled upon this tiny church/house that remains near the ghost town of Fishburn (Mounties Police Outpost), the wild flowers were lush, growing with wild abandon. The old wood shell seemed to tell tales of past lives and abandoned hopes.
"We are breathing, we are seething
We are hardly underway
We have high hopes like the old popes
Even St. Peter's bones decay"
*Textures courtesy of Skeletal Mess
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