Walking around the area just north of Snohomish’s main street that runs along the river, I’m struck by how religious of a town Snohomish must have been in its early days. There are at least five old churches within just a few blocks. Several of them, like the one above, are really big too. Surely most of the population would have had to attend church to fill up these buildings.
While I was intrigued by all the churches, it was the chapel out on Swan’s Tail Road (below) that captivated me the most. Something about it felt so familiar to me and I just wanted to linger near it. Maybe it’s because it reminds me of Wildwood Chapel, the small church that sat in ruins on the edge of my grandma’s property in Birdsview. I spent a lot of time in that church, trying to imagine what it must have been like when it was full of pews and people instead of hay.
I’m sure I’ll visit these churches with my camera again and again, trying to capture them from the best angle and in the best light. I’d like to learn more about their history too. Old churches, even more so than other old buildings, intrigue me.