I love the beautiful moments in Kyle when you realize how long this town has been here. The history is quiet, though. It sneaks up on you, and you find yourself suddenly in a secret garden that seems to be growing right out of some long-ago building. This one is adjacent to the new Lucky Cup, featured in Sean's daily photo yesterday. If I hadn't had my tiny niece with me, I would have had to go exploring, because I long to know what remnants of humanity linger here. It is apparently abandoned. I wish it could be mine. I hope someone out there loves it as much as I do.