The old building was quiet, reverently quiet. What once was an arsenal built in 1840 is now a military museum. I was the only one in the building except the curator. I slowly wandered around looking at the displays from the various wars and the interior of this historic building. I started up one of the back staircases and was delighted to find that it squeaked. I have this thing for squeaky floors and staircases. The more they squeak, the better they are. Now, these stairs just didn’t squeak in a couple of places, each step squeaked…loudly. I loved it. No one would be able to sneak up these stairs…totally impossible. I wondered about the people who climbed these stairs. How many soldier’s boots had trod up and down the stairs as they went about the business of storing weapons, munitions, cannons, canon balls and gunpowder. Later, military families lived here. How many children ran up and down these stairs.
As I stood at the top of the stairs I had the thought that the curator in this quiet building has heard the sounds of this building many, many times. He knows where the squeaks are and most likely he knew exactly where I was. This was a little disturbing to me. You see I don’t like to be noticed. I’m one of those who’d rather slip in, slip out and no one the wiser. I’m working on that this year. I’m stretching out of my comfort zone and trying to be brave. I have this goal to at least do something brave once a month. So far, I’ve done three brave things...things I had trouble with, but I overcame the fear and just did it! Maybe being noticed isn’t quite so bad!
I'm linking today with Kat's Photo-Heart Connection at Kat Eye Studio. I just realized that I've doing this link up for two years this month. I did miss a few months last year, but I'm looking forward to getting back in the practice of looking at each month's images and seeing which one engages my heart. You should join us. There's still a couple of days left in this link up!