I can remember the delight when I first came upon this house near Rosebush Michigan. It was late winter or early spring and the strong afternoon light really emphasized the form and color of the house. A farmer stopped to see what I was doing or if I needed help. After chatting for a while, he stated “Aint gonna last much longer.” When I last drove past a couple of years ago it was still standing.
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