The narrow lane leads to the abandoned farmhouse, hidden behind blackberry bushes. The fence is still recognizable. The gateposts lean sideways; the gate is rusty and falls apart.
The roof beams can be seen between broken slates and tufts of grass. Flaking white colour matures on the walls.
A holy figure is faintly visible behind the dust and spider web covered window panes. Swallows announcing spring build their nests under the gutters. The wooden door, in faded red, opens for the midday sun.
Inside there is a dresser with broken crockery; a table with a mass leaflet on top, dating from Christmas 2007; a crossword puzzle, which has not been finished; and a chair with three legs. The fireplace seems long unattended.
a snail leaves traces
on worn leather