While in Arkansas last week I saw a burned out house on the road to Jon's parents house.
It had happened some time ago and was incredibly difficult to get to due to the debris and over grown weeds. But I managed to get some half way decent shots.
For some reason I was surprised by the items just left at the house. I think my type A would have cleaned the place up a bit better. But that is just me.
Beauty amid the ashes.
Even a playhouse in the back yard was damaged.
It really hit home how fragile life is. How unimportant the stuff is that we accumulate and put so much importance in. Our families, friends, memories, and characters are so much more important.