It’s been a while since I’ve been in the right place at the right time with the sunset and an old farmstead. Now that the kids are old enough, it’s time to take them (and their new cameras) with me. Sometimes an old farm will have a surprise, like an old car or tractor, to add to the mystique. In this case, all the ingredients came together quite nicely. And I needed it; I’ve been a bit of a workaholic lately.
After seeing so many of my counterparts out roaming and getting great cloud and storm shots, I finally decided to defy Dave Ramsey and blow some gas money with my boy. We took our cameras out for a couple of hours and had a great time! This is how our evening started, and it only got better from there. More to come…
I don’t know why it struck me the way it did, but I suddenly found myself marveling at how large this barn is. It must have been quite an undertaking to build it, and I bet it was a fantastic asset when this Fallen Farm was operating in its heyday. That’s the sort of thing that, on its most basic level, enthrals so many people when they see old buildings in decay.
It’s a neat journey to imagine what the structures must have been like when they were a home, a business, and a way of life. It’s remarkable what it must have taken to build them way back then, to get the materials and labor to a remote location and construct something that people would later drive by and photograph. It’s nice to wonder how the mundane had become so enchanting over the years and even generations. And, of course, to wonder how many lives had been affected by these buildings.
Finally, there’s the wistful realization that these structures don’t have much time left. Many of my favorite Fallen Farms are no longer in existence. Maybe later this year I’ll feature a few.