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I have found my personal rust paradise, only about 45 min from me. acres of old cars and trucks untouched for decades. It was a scrap yard years ago, but even the wrecks are awesome. I was overwhelmed walking the place, it would take a solid month just to see it all. much less Photograph. so...anytime I want to shoot old cars. I got that covered.
Who knows what the original device was but it seems to have been converted to a cart to haul irrigation pipe around the property. It stands out by the bails of piled hay. Days of duty may be bygone. The field beyond don't look too stinkin' good neither. I was told the field needs some serious work. The first crop was usually to grow alfalfa to invest it with nitrogen. The first farm crop ought to be growing champeen soil. It's a can of cake after that. Everything goes into a chipper-shredder, including cottonseed meal, alfalfa, shredded tree limbs, autumn leaves, grass clippings and kitchen leftovers. Pretty soon the soil is primo and will grow anything.
The series slipped over to the horse-drawn implements, as long as I have a long way to go on the genealogy, scanning, retouching and documenting journey that has cost me a couple of months so far, sheesh. My eclipse shots are still languishing on my disc. I suppose that if McIntosh worked his soil, he probably set a field to grass hay or alfalfa that could be baled or stored in the silo for winter feed for his dairy cattle.
The Ag Museum is still open for weekends, including Fridays for a while into fall. It's probably time for a leisurely stroll down to Mac Lake. I loaded up with autumn captures this year in general and accessed the only snow Saturday last winter. As always, it's a great spot for exercise and access to Mac Lake. There is always something more at McIntosh but I won't search today. I apparently can't find everything in a single pass. I like the natural patina of the rusting tones as they were. There is great diversity in those tones.
A wee bit of rural urban exploration this morning (is that an oxymoron?). There's a wee cottage near my house which has been abandoned, so I had a poke around to see what I could see. Was quite taken with this pale blue paintwork and doorknob, peeling and rusting together.
I guess an old rusty car is like a cancer victim. Unattended the body is OK but the rust keeps eating it away until it is no longer its former self and not able able to hit the road and get out and enjoy life again.Then one day somebody says "what a waste...that can be restored, all you gotta do is kill the rust and start over again"
Cut to the chase.....my Big C is in remission, hopefully a stem cell transplant will be the restoration....and the road never looked so good again.
thanks everybody for listening and CARING....merc
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Explore: Highest position: 299 on Thursday, April 10, 2008
Rusted tractor at Jordan Mill Pond in Washington County, GA.
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This is another picture from my Good Friday adventure. Taken at McLean's when we stopped by in the morning. Rusty things sure can create beautiful abstract art.
Left over from a set of hay mow pulleys I photographed several years ago. I took another shot at it because I love the casting detail as well as the rusty texture. This is another 50mm prime lens exercise. It provides a great quality shot. The EF Myers Company was known for its efficient water pumps but they also manufactured other products for agriculture. www.farmcollector.com/equipment/history-f-e-myers-and-bro/
A rusting Armstrong Holland Bulldozer shot on a friends family farm in Oberon NSW in November 2014. Not far from my earlier rusty truck image.