The back (track) side of a closed lumber mill.
A secluded entrance on the west wing of the venerable La Posada, overlooking the Gateway to the Americas Bridge: the old guard meets the new seeker.
Fox grapes shroud the underground burial vault tucked beneath the southern edge of the Prospect Hill Cemetery.
Highway Department snowplows are parked in the weeds for the off-season, in the Town of Colrain, Massachusetts.
Blackness crowds the lowest landing at the end of the alley at the Hooker-Dunham Block on a bitterly cold winter night.
Outbuilding entry at the former Estey Organ Company complex on Birge Street in Brattleboro, once the country’s most successful parlor organ manufacturer.
A pinwheel of pine, tucked under a protective overhang.
At the underground winter burial vault: an sad door sags on its hinges, leaving a gap for the ancient cold darkness to brush against the crisp, bright air of an autumn day.
Under the Prospect Hill Cemetery in Brattleboro, Vermont, once again.
Another time, another place, in other tongues.