Wailed walls

Across a road, opposite to a mall near downtown, stand some old stores in a row, one of them sold some traditional wooden shower tub. Last moth I went to the mall, I found the row of stores disappeared, tore down. Behind the cement and brick fragments left of the stores, there shattered a wooden wall, iron roof house, no one lived there obviously, guarded the empty space alone, it might be tore down also I guessed some other time. At first its yellow iron roof caught my attention then I saw the wooden walls, reflected the glory light of sunset.

1 comment:

septembermom said...

Great subject for a photo montage. I love the yellow roof. Good job!