Found

As the sun sets on the abandoned homestead, you can’t help but feel a sense of melancholy. The once thriving property now stands empty, the fields overgrown and the buildings left to crumble. The orange hues of the setting sun cast long shadows across the land, highlighting the neglect and giving the scene an eerie quality. The chill of approaching winter is in the air and you can feel it as you stand there, the warmth of the sun disappearing along with the light. The silence is only broken by the distant calls of birds heading south for the winter. The homestead stands as a reminder of what once was and what could have been, in this melancholic peacefulness you can’t help but feel the passing of time and the impermanence of all things