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Close up of one of the operation lamps.
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This old corrugated iron arched barn lies abandoned in an overgrown field by one of the roads leading into Lenzie and Kirkintilloch. Passed it a few times when out with my dad and today we got a chance to pull over and take a few pics. I normally like B&W for old, derelict structures, but the red of the rust demanded some colour images. Very noisy, even the light wind today was enough to make the loose, broken metal panels bang against one another and rattle, was even louder when I moved to shoot inside.
Inside the old corrugated iron arched barn. There was something compelling about it and I switched to monochrome for the inside. The noise was incredible - only a light wind, but it was enough to make the loose, broken sheets of corrugated metal grown and rattle and bang constantly. Quite eerie actually, would be a spooky place at nice between its abandoned nature and the noise of the broken metal panels banging and creaking. Would be a great location for a low budget horror film!
I am back in the Lamont junkyard today. I am not thinking the usual "oh my: once they were new" thoughts...or the "this is where we put stuff we're done with" thoughts.
I am thinking about how lovely junk can be, sitting quietly away in a yard as it waits for the wrecking ball.
I'm thinking about the textures of rust and the colors metal assumes once it has been sitting in the elements for a number of years. There's this fragile beauty to it, I think.
How about the patina that happens on metal after it has rubbed up against oxygen for too long?
It's kinda cool in a "so this is what happens when stuff gets replaced or worn out" way.
ODC - Urban Fragments, Project 365 - #142/365. A rusted door knob from an old farm house in town. The barn was recently torn down and the house is next to be bulldozed. Neglect is always so sad; the whimsical print of the curtain hints at the owner's playful side, but she is now existing in a nursing home.
Along the Dungeness shore line there are a number of boats which go out daily for Fishing. Many of the old machines that once pulled the boats and transported the Fish have now degraded past a useful life. This old Mazda B series looks well weathered from many Seasons covered in Salt Water.
Rusty old chain and hook on Watchet Harbour walls with the harbour lighthouse on the right.
Info from Wikipedia:-
The Watchet Harbour Lighthouse is a marine navigational aid marking the entrance to a Marina within the historic town of Watchet, in Somerset, England.
The cast iron lighthouse is approximately 22 feet (6.7 m) in height and has a red hexagonal tower with white lantern, and green lens.
The lighthouse is a harbour navigation mark and does not emit a flashing light associated with traditional lighthouses. Instead it displays a fixed green luminaire marking the starboard (right hand side) approach to the marina.
The lighthouse is owned and maintained by Watchet Marina.
The pier was constructed at the same time as the current east pier in 1860 by Hennets of Bridgwater and re erected in 1905. It has continued to provide navigational service throughout the port's history ever since.
Rusting ruins of a gas station in the ghost town of old Cordes. Except for the nearby Cordes family ranch, the town has been abandoned since the 1950's and is rotting away in the hot Arizona sun.
S61 passes under a rusted overhead stanchion at Regents Park as run 734E. S Sets, S103 & S61 were running around doing crew training and would later form 34 run for the peak, Wednesday, 1st May 2019.