A lone steel cable hangs from the rafters… visited mostly by just the wind, dust, and spiders.
Not entirely sure what the story is, here. It looks like someone built a building next to a wash, ravine, or small canyon. Weather did what it all too often does so well, and caught them by surprise one day. As you can see, the back of the building has fallen into the ravine.
Near the old Shoe-Tree sat this imposing old building. We didn’t go much closer to it than this.
What a great moment:
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This old house has seen some better days.
The front door is riddled with shotgun blasts and the front porch (or is that the roof of the front porch?) has completely collapsed.
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Something about thewear and tear of sun, wind, and time on wood…
I think these boards were cut from Pine, but I really don’t know Oak from Madrone.
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They’ve been gone for untold years.
Frankly I don’t even remember what a year really means anymore, it’s all just day after day, season after season. But it’s been a very long time, that’s for sure.
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