Winter Holds the Frame
Weathered boards and broken openings mark what remains of a once-working rural structure, now held in place by habit and winter itself. Snow settles along the roofline and drifts against the walls, softening the damage without hiding it. Light reveals the grain of the wood, the gaps where doors and windows once closed, and the slow, quiet process of abandonment. The building no longer serves its original purpose, yet it endures—reduced to form, texture, and memory against a cold Michigan sky.