We stopped by this house, about a week ago.  Of course I had to get my camera out and shoot.

I suspect it used to be a grand estate, in its day.  I imagine the people who built this monstrousity of a dwelling…. used the very best of everything … so that this house would last.

And last.  For their children.  And their children’s children.

Little did they know.

I couldn’t bring myself to get very near this house.  It made the hairs stand up on my neck.

You see.  It holds many old secrets.  None of which I know.

So now.

Little did I know.

And then on any given day, if you take the time to consider all that there is…..

When it comes right down to it…. little do any of us know.

“The more unintelligent a man is, the less mysterious existence seems to him.” – Authur Schopenhauer