The Old Schoolhouse

In an earlier post I had included a couple of images of an old schoolhouse that my other half had stumbled upon while delivering feed to a customer.  I have re-visited that old school several times since to see how it changes (if at all) through the seasons.  On one visit, the grass had died down enough that I was able to venture all the way up to the front entrance and step inside, hoping to glimpse a piece of “undiscovered” history.  An old desk or two, a textbook or even an old blackboard clinging to the old, sagging walls.  Man, was I disappointed!  The current owner was using it for storage and it was packed from front to back with old junk.  Bed frames, shelving, chairs and the like filled this old schoolhouse.  The chalkboards were long gone and nothing resembling a school existed on the inside.

At least the outside was still a joy to look at and photograph.  I was able to get up close and personal with the merry-go-round and teeter totter.

The old merry-go-round sits in a field of late summer wildflowers.

The old merry-go-round sits in a field of late summer wildflowers.

The teeter totter still has one seat left, but I don't think I would trust it.

The teeter totter still has one seat left, but I don’t think I would trust it.

The fence in late summer lined with pretty lavender wildflowers.

The fence in late summer lined with pretty lavender wildflowers.

This fall I returned again.  I was hoping to capture the fall colors behind the building.  No such luck.  The trees had turned all right, but to a dirty brown.  I did find one red tree by the road and managed to photograph the schoolhouse with it.

Schoolhouse in fall.

Schoolhouse in fall.

This winter I am hoping for a light covering of white snow.  Just enough to cover the ground and blanket the old tin roof.  I want to be able to drive the red dirt roads that lead to this old beauty without ending up in the ditch (they don’t plow the back roads down here).  Wish me luck!

Just a note about the history I haven’t been able to find on this school.  On one of the more recent visits, I ran into the owner and talked to him.  He had the name of the school on the tip of his tongue, but couldn’t get it to come out of his mouth.  The school is still unknown to me.  He did tell me that classes were held in the building up until the mid 60’s and that a folding door ran the length of the building creating two class rooms.  I gave the guy one of my business cards and told him to call me (or email) with the name of the school.  I still haven’t heard from him.

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