I couldn’t help but notice this abandoned home en-route to Colt State Park (Bristol, RI) a few nights ago.  All I remember, in passing, is wondering how a home like this—so disheveled and obviously forgotten—could be nestled in an otherwise ritzy neighborhood.  In my mind, I imagine some sort of grizzly murder may have taken place here, or perhaps therein resides a host of unsettled spirits.  In either event, this structure was all but begging to be captured.  The overcast skies, which have been an Achilles’ heel of late, even lent a helping hand in creating ideal lighting.  I even took the realtor’s number from the “For Sale” sign, just in case!