Was this a dance floor? A reception area? A restaurant? Whatever it was, once upon a time people eat, danced, or signed-in here. Smiling, laughing, joking, enjoying their holidays and carefree times. Or were they here illicit trysts with forbidden lovers, or business meetings, or honeymooners…what tales would these walls tell? Who knows…they are silent now.
I am always struck, when I encounter derelict buildings or cars, by thoughts of the money spent to acquire these possessions, and the hopes and dreams they kindled. But for now the walls will guard their secrets.
Click on the picture to go to a Flickr page where there is a caption giving you a little more detail of the history of the tiny Watervalonder settlement.
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