If benches could talk…
…this would be the big picture…
For all its decay, there was still evidence of a good life.
In the distance a man leans against a fencepost.
Friendly and welcoming, he was content living in Frenchglen.
Frenchglen still has a heartbeat;
however, it seems a gasp away from being a ghost town.
Enjoyed the pictorial ~Did y’all stay at the Frenchglen Hotel?
@hiddenart – No, we didn’t. It was in our original plan, but it is very remote.
Beautiful photography, Carol! My question: did you eat there? and specifically, did you make reservations for dinner?
@LimboLady – No, we didn’t. But we smelled dinner: scrumptious smelling! I think there was only one guest at the hotel that night.