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A rusty fence hook along with some cobwebs.
In memory of [https://www.flickr.com/photos/128322404@N07/]
who always loved my rusty photos R.I.P Bill.
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One of the most unexpected sights for me in the ghost town of Sandon, British Columbia was a fleet of old buses and trolleys. In fact, they outnumber the remaining structures. These rusting remnants of a resident's goal to turn the town into a bona fide tourist destination now sit and await their fate - restoration and interested tourists? Or to rust amongst the ruins of the 1900's era silver mine town? Time will tell.
It always does.
The rusty chain the surrounds the Arc de Triomphe protecting the pedestrians from the traffic. Paris, France
I'd say at least 7,000 vehicles were licensed in `45 Colorado. I grabbed a tighter shot of this implement at Mac. Last licensed in 1945, it surely is a clue as to why our US infrastructure, roads and bridges have been destroyed; well, that and the righties. I am using a McIntosh Ag Museum shot to finish a rust belt series by adding more rust and weeds. There is a lot more rust to come on this. This certainly is a fitting title for this image. This machinery is for the ages, the iron ages! This is some kind of wierd plowing implement, it must be an older iron implement and possibly horse-drawn but probably not in 1945. I see some rust on it. It had to be iron heavy in order to be able to "bite" into the soil. I ought to go again and figure out the exact function but who knows. I'd surely like to see some of the implements in operation. Some parts MAY be discombobulated.
This June found a return to hot temperatures. Wundermaps reported 101 degrees while I was out there. Whew! The direct sun blazed across the scene. I decided that I had missed some shots at McIntosh and went out in the baking sun. We are still here at the end of September waiting for autumn, cool temperatures denied by Fossilized climate destruction.
Highway #66 was overloaded with early summer travelers to the hills, probably not knowing summer might not arrive until July in the Rockies. They were still dumping a lot of snow into the rivers yet there are plenty of folks willing to jump in and drown. Fine by me although social news and media seems to whine!
Now, when I get closer / it get's bigger / and I get smaller. // But not for the thing / since aging is different / from distance.
(near Eleohoria, Halkidiki, Macedonia)
Rust never sleeps, this wire cage I thought made for a great repetition shot that if you look closely you can see the rust flake and come closer to claiming another inanimate victim.
At one time, shiny, gleaming and looking all fancy-like down there by the lake but, as an elder Scots woman might say in her Glasgow accent, turning her nose up at the sight of a lady parading herself down the street, as if she were all that, "...she's no better than she ought to be."
HFF