Misterios (Explore)
Acreage alongside the freeway had five dwellings what was left of them anyways. Sitting for so long nature took back what intruded upon the land. Trees, foliage bushes completely covered each property, climbing up through the roofs it had strange energy like someone had to leave in an awfully big hurry. It was very warm out, and the ground seemed unnaturally soft. I was offered by the owner of the land that it would be OK if I wanted to take pictures although she said why would you want to take pictures of these ugly houses. She then said she wishes they would all die meaning the houses .The only thing she would share was that her husbands family which immigrated from Italy came to California, and this is where they settled, but she looked angry as she said it. Almost resentful? The main road the houses sat on was named after the family. The property was near the river and I suspected this was native land originally. Did ask and she didn’t exactly answer but said there is an Indian burial ground near the railroad tracks which was nearby. There was generations of farm equipment, half buried in the soft dirt I had to be so very careful walking. . And the houses were full of personal belongings as though the people living there had to flee . Whatever secrets the owner had would stay with her . I never know what I might find in my short travels or what someone will share with me. The whole place could’ve easily been in a horror movie.. It’s been years since I found this place and I wonder if it even still exists or if new developments have already claimed it and pushed the people out that lived near the abandoned property.
Misterios (Explore)
Acreage alongside the freeway had five dwellings what was left of them anyways. Sitting for so long nature took back what intruded upon the land. Trees, foliage bushes completely covered each property, climbing up through the roofs it had strange energy like someone had to leave in an awfully big hurry. It was very warm out, and the ground seemed unnaturally soft. I was offered by the owner of the land that it would be OK if I wanted to take pictures although she said why would you want to take pictures of these ugly houses. She then said she wishes they would all die meaning the houses .The only thing she would share was that her husbands family which immigrated from Italy came to California, and this is where they settled, but she looked angry as she said it. Almost resentful? The main road the houses sat on was named after the family. The property was near the river and I suspected this was native land originally. Did ask and she didn’t exactly answer but said there is an Indian burial ground near the railroad tracks which was nearby. There was generations of farm equipment, half buried in the soft dirt I had to be so very careful walking. . And the houses were full of personal belongings as though the people living there had to flee . Whatever secrets the owner had would stay with her . I never know what I might find in my short travels or what someone will share with me. The whole place could’ve easily been in a horror movie.. It’s been years since I found this place and I wonder if it even still exists or if new developments have already claimed it and pushed the people out that lived near the abandoned property.