Parking behind a barn, we figured we were out of sight, out of mind. We'd pretty much explored the entirety of this lovely old farm house when I heard the sound of an approaching vehicle.
A tractor was slowly making its way up the driveway, which meant we were blocked in and were certainly going to be found. So I took the initiative and walked out to speak to the farmer. At first it looked like he was going to get out and assault me, but a quick smile and a 'hello' helped the situation. He wasn't sure what to make of us, not quite angry but not quite at ease. Once we started asking about the history of the house he seemed to be more approachable and went into details about the house. At some point he's planning to demolish the property and it will join so many others as a pile of bricks and wood in a landfill.
Thanks for looking.
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