I am taken with this structure - all that remains are the bare bones of what used to be what? A cabin, a trading post, a cafe? Sitting partway up the Indian Canyon road with a view in every direction. The light is beautiful pouring through the empty window panes and creating patterns on the floor and walls. I especially like the one small rectangle of blue sky so vivid in the corner. If only the walls could talk.
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