Like I say, I usually have no specific idea where I’m headed looking for photo opportunities within a 50 mile radius of where we live in SW Virginia. I know the territory well enough that I can simply follow a compass direction, always knowing I’ll eventually wind up on a major road I’ve traveled before. I never go alone, because riding along inside me is the Holy Spirit who has always, and I say always, guided me wisely. When I come upon what I consider a really good “find”, I thank the Good Lord and begin to wander around seeking interesting compositions. Last week, I found this old house along a narrow road I’d never traveled before. Wow, what a place it was. So much history to wonder about. Take a look at what I saw that day.