I know very little of the history of the structure, but someday when the work is all done (hah) I will delve into the past to learn more - hopefully before either of us fall over!
A neighbor tells me it is a former mill house, although it does look more like a former residence than a mill. There are more than the normal number of large stones in the creek down the hill from this building, and what look like
earthworks on the other side of the creek, so that lends some credence to the mill story, but mostly all overgrown and washed away long ago, and hard to envision now. Anyway, I think the only reason it is still standing is the black walnut on the left, against which it is leaning. Oh, and the slate roof, which probably kept things down below much
dryer for far longer than a lesser roof ever could. Turkey vultures call the attic home, and ancient and unusual daffodils still spring forth in the Spring.
What ultimately
led to its downfall were the sill plates, made from cedar roundwood on top of stones. Even cedar
wood will succumb to insects and moisture if left unattended for long
enough. Once the foundation started to shift, the roofline started to open, and so on. It is a beauty to look at, and I had fantasies of restoring it when I bought the property, but it really is too far gone. I will enjoy it until it collapses, and then enjoy the pictures of it, along with some repurposed wood that I will salvage, and of
course the slate roof tiles...
There appears to have been a summer kitchen off to the left where the black walnut is growing - am guessing it was just a wood roof over a stone
oven, as there is not much left now but the stone.
Is strange to think that the homes we build and live in today may one day be abandoned and forgotten like this one, with nobody remembering the who and how and why, just an old structure slowly returning to the earth.