Most people would say this was nothing more than an eyesore and an annoyance. They would complain that this lone sea shack should be knocked down and removed completely. It serves no purpose anymore and is past being useful. Just get rid of it, let it rot away or maybe we’ll get lucky and a storm will take it away into the bay.
But who knows how many times the sun rose above the horizon and bathed the wood of this house with it’s warm rays. Or what about the countless sunsets, where the day gave way to the blanket of night. This simple sea shack faced beastly storms, and didn’t give way when Sandy came blasting through. It provides shelter to the local animals, below it’s raised floor, like a mother hen protecting her chicks. It was someone refuge. Maybe even someone’s home.
There’s a lot of history right here in this photo. I’m glad to have seen it in person.