The House On Burnaby

What better way to clear my head after a house-ridden few days (Eve passed her stomach bug to me so, yea…that was fun!) then to spend a beautiful Summer evening creeping around the grounds of yet another abandoned house? I have been itching to get out with my camera all through Eve’s recent bout of sicknesses and hospital visits. I love how I can escape when I’m looking through a camera lens…it’s the same kind of feeling I get when I’m engrossed in a great book, but mix it up with a bit of trespassing and it’s a buzz.

This house is one I pass quite often when I’m out walking. The area of Greystones it’s in is called The Burnaby and is the old, leafy and expensive part of town. A lot of the Burnaby looks like it’s being reclaimed by nature…grass grows through the tarmac of the pavements and the branches of the trees hang low around your head, but behind the gates the houses are all pristine. Then you come across this house and it’s like it’s just been forgotten. My guess would be that the elderly occupant died and either didn’t have any living relatives or there is a problem with the will so meanwhile the house is quickly becoming a ruin. Maybe Neil can shed some light on it for me.

The driveway is nearly gone and the back of the house is completely blocked off by a wall of nettles and brambles. At one stage I had to stop walking because I was afraid I might find a garden pond by stepping in it. I came out covered in what we used to call Devil’s Spit, it was everywhere and you can see it in the first photograph.

I love these old houses, I can’t resist them. I’d love to do a photography project documenting more of them.

A few more on Flickr. I actually have some Black and White ones too but they’re for tomorrow
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