I used to watch the curtain blow in the wind

I used to watch the curtain blow in the wind. Someone left that top right window open.

For years.

Last week I photographed the window with the moving curtain, wishing I’d had time to video it. Red lights don’t last long enough.

Then last night, the window is gone. Steve was driving. I photographed the missing window with the eerie curtain. And I photographed it again tonight as I was driving over the RD Fleming Bridge again and got a quick shot. Just like that, it’s demolished.

5 thoughts on “I used to watch the curtain blow in the wind

  1. Did you read/watch “Girl on the Train”? This reminds me of that – imagining the lives of the people behind that curtain ….

  2. I remember coming home, empty handed, from hunting camp in Forest County and crossing that bridge and year after year, seeing a buck hanging on the front porch of either that house or one of the ones next to it, and wondering where they had hunted.

  3. For many years I crossed that bridge as I was returning, empty-handed, from our hunting camp in Forest County. More often than not there was a buck hanging on the front porch of either that house or one of it’s neighbors. I always wondered where they hunted.

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