An old car wreck on the outskirts of Alice Springs

Rust

#Rust, you can always paint over it... and it will always come back.

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Lots of rust and weather on whats left of this vehicle.

SMC 55mm f1,8

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Subject: Rust

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PSA Open Category Entry 4/2020

This is part of a horse sculpture in the Harris Sculpture Garden on the campus of North Central Michigan College in Petoskey, Michigan.

The sculpture is called "J-bolt and The Ghost Rider" by Dixie Jewett.

52 Weeks of Pix 2017 - Rust

An old windmill lays rusting at the Woodlands Historic Homestead, outside Melbourne.

yummy... moss, rust and spider webs

Late afternoon outdoor lighting, hand-held, elbows tucked in knees, knees crouched, Canon Rebel T1i with Canon Compact-Macro Lens EF 50mm

Montreal, Quebec, Canada

Sainte Maries de la mer

Old truck wedged into a small landscaped space in an upscale home and garden shop in Cambria, California.

From the bumper guards, light fixtures and mirror placements, this looks to be around 1958 Anglia, but I am not sure. I am sure that it is rusty, and in bad shape.

Image - Copyright 2023 Alan Vernon

Textures by pareeerica

I've no idea what this was originally. For those of you who know the area it's just off St. Annes pier - that bit that stands further out on the beach on its own - I just poked my camera inside and shot upwards, hoping for the best...

Pictures of a rusted 50 year old bus left out in the woods

D700 @ 24mm - f/5.6 - 1/400 sec -iso 200.

Nikon 24mmf1.4G

Sewer cover, Lakeway, TX. Sony nex5n and Micro Nikkor 55/3.5.

Zeeland

Rusted Silos on the abandon farm

...another

Peeling paint and rust.

Graving Dock, East Boston, MA

Maple Butternut Farm, New Boston, NH

Rusting away in the West Texas sun, next to the Starlight Theatre restaurant

Full album: pskrzypczynski.blogspot.com/2017/03/rust-in-peace.html

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Surrounded by towering trees and out of control weeds, a sagging barn lives out its days in a quiet regalness unappreciated by almost everyone that briefly considers it.

Someone with sharp vision might spot an old pickup rusting away beside it. Some farmer took a last trip to the side of a barn where with a lingering turn of the key it died and the driver’s door shut for a final time.

There’s a good chance hardly anyone is still around for whom either the barn or pickup was something they relied on daily to run and maintain the farm and livestock.

Tools, machinery and farm buildings have a finite life. Equipment that once brightly reflected the sun when a farmer had it delivered to the farm for the first time, soon is replaced by larger, faster and more expensive machinery and the former eventually sits in the grove gathering rust.

Many of us who were once strong, young farms kids with bronzed skin, muscled arms and a full head of unruly hair have grown old too. All around us in a busy world we are reminded both of our former youth and our present age.

If we are fortunate in our dwindling years, we have a ‘pickup’ near us, one that understands the battles of aging as well as we do. I was reminded this week of the privilege it is to live a long life with someone you chose decades ago to walk life’s journey with on this planet.

I watched as a doctor gently rotated my wife’s arms seeking to diagnose debilitating pain she has been experiencing the last couple of weeks. He was looking at her as she is now but as he dealt with her, my mind wandered to a strong young woman holding our first born, of countless nights she slept little as she tended to our growing family, of thousands of loads of washing she did and way too many meals over the years prepared for our family and frequent guests.

I’m pretty much mirroring the condition of this barn and pickup now but am as content as I ever have been knowing I have a companion who walks with me as together we go through the rest of our rusting years.

(Photographed by Isanti, MN)

Rust: One of my favourite photographs.

Here I am alongside these much visited doors.

I found a box of rusted nails, so i though to give it a shot using my Macro lens 100mm. I hope you like it .. Thank you for your comments on the above picture.

Rivets and Rust. © Copyright 2012 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved.

Detail of weathered and distressed steel structure on the Steel Bridge, Portland, Oregon.

I made this photograph at about the same time as another one that I posted recently — it also featured a close-up view of the weathered structure of an old steel bridge with rivets, colorful stains, and lots of weathering.

Whether the specific location is all that important is debatable, but I made the photograph on the “Steel Bridge” (that’s actually its name), over the Willamette River in Portland, Oregon. This is an old and quite busy structure, and it is full of fascinating little vignettes.

G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books and Amazon.

The engine of an abandoned tractor.

During my drive through some back roads of Iowa, I came across a collection of rusted farm equipment.

It was interesting to walk among them.

Rusting Classic Trucks at the Motor Transport Museum in Campo, San Diego with the Milky Way rising up behind them.

10 frames stacked for the sky and blended with one long exposure at 66 seconds for the foreground.

Chiba, Japan

Gears on the remains of the Steam Donkey on the edge of Monarch Lake, Arapaho National Forest, Colorado. The Steam Donkey is a machine that was used to move lumber down to the lake, from where it moved to the town of Monarch, now buried beneath Lake Granby.

A bit of information about Monarch is here:

www.grandcountyhistory.com/category/monarch

(click on the link under "Monarch Articles")