Tonight, before making my weekly trek to Hannafords, I decided to stop by an old church that I read about somewhere online. Camera in hand, I captured images of what is left of it. The Church of the Sacred Heart, in South Lowell, was completed in 1896 from as near as I could tell. I have searched the internet, but unfortunately, there isn't much information about this particular church. Most of the attention and hoopla seems to go to the Immaculate Conception Church on Merrimack Street (which I will admit, it's stained glass is beautiful).
When I arrived I saw that the neighborhood kids had torn down the yellow caution tape. Other kids were climbing in the nearby trees. Not exactly the safest place for them to be playing, but they quickly dispersed when I showed up.
Glass crackled under my feet and rocks seemed to find my toes for me to stub them on. I waited for a few rats to come racing out of the foundation. But I think the varmit population was being dealt with quite well by a red tail hawk perched up on one of the gold plated crosses. I managed to sneak a peak into the basement of the large vacant church. Not much to see, but I was surprised that the neighborhood is respecting it. By that I mean, the windows haven't been totally ripped out and the copper gutters haven't been stolen and sold for scrap. Some of the stained glass still exists, but I think that is only a matter of time before a rock sails through them. Knowing me, I will return for another look see. I am not quite done with this building. The sun setting is what concluded the photo session for me tonight.