Cabin Fever

This old cabin has been slowly deteriorating over the years. Every time I pass it, I see a little more air between the boards, a little more lean to the walls. It's like an old person withering into himself....growing smaller and smaller each passing year. I wonder about the people that lived in it once.....kids tumbling out the door to go play in the tall grass and the creek just over the rise. I think this wee house misses them and their banging doors.