Staying in rural Poland, here’s a wonderfully weathered old wooden hut roof…. in splendid decay, with the relentless onslaught of the trees:
Somehow, it puts me in mind of a little painting I have from Austria, years ago (subject of a post here) Probably the air of ramshackle decay and loneliness….
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Makes me think how it once provided shelter in that environment, Sue. Nice context indeed.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thanks, Pete!
What draws my attention is the feeling that the forest is about to take completely over the hut or what’s left of it. As you say, an onslaught. A beautiful capture.
An onslaught, indeed! Glad you liked this one, Otto
This shot makes you want to know the story of who lived there. And what happened. Also a whole new take on a ‘tree house’.
Well, I think it was only a hut, not for living in….but who knows?
A lone forester’s hut perhaps…
A likely scenario
An intriguing capture, Sue. Makes me curious to see if it’s just weather-beaten or decaying.
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It looks very decayed to me!
In France, if we had found such a marvel, it would be called the urbex (the discovery of dwelling, castles, houses, huts) left in a state of abandonment and where nature often resumes its rights
Very beautiful picture
I think that’s true in many countries…but I didn’t go into this one….
Nature doesn’t take long to take over. I recall the little potting shed behind our house in Ludlow, which was almost completely subsumed by nature within a year or two of non-use.
https://smallbluegreenwords.wordpress.com/2015/07/01/the-difference-a-year-makes/
Oh, goodness! I’ve just hopped over, and see what you mean!
Didn’t take long. I wonder what it is like now!
Who knows!
You saw so much on your few days in Poland. I’m awed. Don’t know that I’d like to live here in winter!!!
I’m amazed at how much I did see, given that I didn’t get around as much as the others on the trip!
More in this few days than I in 7 weeks.
I found much to catch the lens of the camera!
Wow that is rural! Wonderful.
Thank you, Becky!
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