spied this beauty on the way to a friend's house on a winding road. what a grand place it was in it's day! where i could peek inside i saw an upright coal burning stove in the parlor, and as you'll see in the kitchen, an amazing enameled cookstove, too heavy to move. there was an enclosed well off the kitchen. it was situated on a hilltop with old trees nearby for shade. one can only wonder what life was like there in the quietude of the mountains.
photographs and words by rebecca wood