Note the two doors. One for men, one for women. The church was built between 1884-1886.
The logs are covered with clapboards, unfortunately, but there was a hole I tried to peek in to see the logs.
By using the flash, I got a little bit of the logs, and a whole lot of orbs.
The church was locked, so I put the camera to a window and took this shot. Disappointing because the window is so dirty. But kinda spooky, all the same.
A small outbuilding on the property held lots of old boards. The necessary houses are behind it.
The cemetery held graves dating back to the late 1880's.
The view from the church is beautiful, looking over miles and miles of ridges.
And finally, we headed back to the main road, glad to have spent some time here, to think about those hard-working people who built the church, farmed the land, lived and died and now rest in this lovely, lonely place.
Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.