On 1 June, 2006, I stood just outside the back door of the old farm house. We used to play here in the yard, going barefoot all summer. Trees, bushes and tall grass now grow where once our normal traffic kept them under control. We dared not step inside,fearing the floor might cave in and drop us into the cellar.
The years have taken their toll, and as with humans, one day this old house will give way to time.