I started getting interested in photography in 2011 as a form of therapy.

Photography helped me focus on the details and stay in the moment.

I did my first photo shoot at a cemetery in the spring of that year and I was hooked.

I began exploring back roads in my community searching for interesting sites to photograph.

On one of my drives I came across a for interesting sites to photograph.

On one of my drives, I came across a beautiful abandoned farmhouse

with several outbuildings.

It was a difficult process as the grass was chest high in some places.

But the home was beautiful, and I felt I needed to take pictures while it was still around.

As I fought through the brush, there was absolutely nothing sinister, alarming, or even remotely

creepy about the property.

I was intently focused on the beauty of the slowly decaying property and the surrounding foliage.

It was one of the most beautiful photography experiences I have ever had.

That night I got home and uploaded all the photos from my camera.

One by one, I began to evaluate whether or not each image was worth editing.

As I was new to the hobby, I often ended up with blurry or unfocused photos, so I learned to take multiple shots from each angle.

There were a few hundred images to sort through, and most of them ended up in the trash.

And then I found the photo. I almost deleted it, but as my cursor hovered over the trash button, I noticed something out of the ordinary.

I zoomed in only to find a blurry photo of a noose on the front porch of the farmhouse. I was extremely confused and utterly

astounded. It definitely was not there while I photographed the home in person. I had been just yards from the porch and absolutely

would have noticed it. There were hundreds of images and that was the only one in which it could be seen. I thought I was

losing my mind. I promptly closed the lid of my laptop and went to sleep.

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