Old, old house...

....out in the country, windows boarded up, open to the wind and rain. But the huge lawn is mowed, and someone has planted saplings about and taken care to protect them from the deer.

A lovely quiet day, for me at least. D. needs some volunteer hours for school/college applications and is playing guitar at various places; this morning he played during the service at a historical little church in Leesburg. 

A good walk through Digges Valley toward sunset. All was yellow-gold, green-gold, brown gold, and dusty.