Echoes of the Infirm 8

This is the outside of a creepy old-folks home in Midland Texas. It's been empty for a long time, I used to see it every morning in the dark just before sunrise as I finished my paper rout.

I imagine all the stories that tree has heard, all the joyful conversations with visitors, the sorrow of those who had no one to visit them... If trees could talk.

NOTE: If you can use it as stock, go for it, just credit me. :]