I had a blog all planned. But then I reread it and decided it might be better not to post it. I’m sure you’ve all had moments like this. Yeah, sometimes it’s best not to be impulsive and say exactly what you’re thinking.
So instead I’m going to share a few pics I took a recently. This is what remains of a mill house
that is on a back road, halfway between where I grew up outside of Pricetown and Oley. The last time it was occupied was when I was in high school and even then I wondered I might go by one morning only to find it caved in on top of the residents.Last winter a huge
tree fell over onto it so now it’s being torn down. No, I don’t know by who or what, if anything, they have planned for the spot. The mill building is still standing but the dam that held in the pond is long gone. It’s a shame really. I bet in it’s day it was magnificent.
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I've done the same thing, written and post and didn't post it. Sometimes it just does me good to get it out of my head. Once the words are written down, I don't have to try to remember them all.
I did that just recently. I was writing a complaining post about twitter, and then decided it could be considered offensive. Only a few days later I conected with an old friend and found that she was litterally now a Tweeting Queen. I was glad I didn't post, because while they probably would have understood, I would have nonetheless ended up sounding like a jerk to them...
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