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Abandoned Homestead in Watauga County

04/28/2026 14:58h
All that once was is this, shattered glass, a rot of tin and wood, the hum of limp-legged wasps that ascend like mote swirls in the heatlight. Out front a cherry tree buckles in fruit, harvested by yellow jackets and starlings, the wind, the rain, and the sun.