i hope everyone likes shacks as much as i do. i've decided it's high time i get out and document all the fading homesites, outbuildings, and barns that dot the countryside. they hold so much history. they're often hidden beneath an overgrowth of vines, trees, and privet on the side of the road. once you duck behind the wall of green, you find yourself alone with the mystery of who lived there. i take pictures all around and peer in the windows to document the inside. i have a rule, since i am tresspassing, that i don't go inside. a lot of the floors are rotted out or about to. i can be alone with the past, and i love it. enjoy!
photos and words by rebecca wood