Near Siler City North Carolina, where the eastern edges of the Piedmont Plateau slide into the Atlantic Coastal Plain, stands a testament to rugged individualism. It stirs American frontier lore from timeless slumber. Old homesteads are a wellspring of insight into days of yore. One such cabin with well fires my imagination. Camera in hand I spirit away this moment in time.
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| Bygone Days |
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