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Interesting pattern and texture on this metal plate - part of some type of drilling equipment. My granddaddy and some of my uncles owned a water well drilling business and also worked in oil fields many years ago. Just a random item I found on a visit to the family ranch back in September 2020.
In Dimmit County, Texas.
ADAW 16/52: Rewigged and redressed Little Dal Silver Ranger that got the Steampunk treatment for PUDDLE 2019.
I myself a mechanical engineer post graduate ! :) Love these valves as a photographic subject. More so when it is rusted. Some of the first few test shots, directly taken out of my D750, noedit whatsoever and uploaded through wifi utility ;)
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Across the road from this rusting garage, shines the bright Christmas lights of the Jack & Jill Preschool. On opposite sides of a sleepy highway, new and lost life stare each other down. If I were an attendee of that structure on schoolday mornings, I can tell you I'd be haunted. That was my nature as a child, to drift through the motions of speaking when spoken to, hoping for enough space to stare off into silence. If there was something brokedown or beat-up, some elderly neighbor or tumbledown home, I was more interested in that than any brand new excitement. I could never overcome the ever-present passion of wide-awake rot, rust never sleeps. So I go steeply into history, every footfall further from the road is like climbing a mountain of the past. Sometimes, I spin around suddenly, half-expecting that time has turned back behind me. All along the roads of my derelict county, there are pockets where clocks have stopped, and the world no longer changes its mind...
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.
This farm implement was last licensed in 1945 but it surely is a clue as to why our US infrastructure, roads and bridges are being destroyed; well, that and the righties. I am using a McIntosh Ag Museum shot to finish a greenish series by adding rust and weeds. This certainly is a fitting title for this image. This machinery is for the ages, the iron ages! This is some kind of weird 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 I am close.
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.
Highway #66 seemed overloaded with early summer travelers to the hills, probably not knowing summer might not arrive until July in the Rockies. They are still dumped a lot of snow into the rivers yet there are plenty of folks willing to jump in a drown.
This old, rusting tractor sits in an area just off the road along Rt 9 north of Carrollton, Ohio. I've lost track of how many times I have passed this thing this year alone since Rt 9 is one of my favorite riding routes going south. I have no idea how old this tractor is but the emblem says "Oliver" and it has a crank starter.
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The "Picture This!" assignment for this week was Ghosts on the Landscape. When I read that assignment a week ago, this was the first thing that came to mind.
No Man's Sky • CE table by Duncan Harris
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This is part of what it looks like a steam boiler. It must have been use as portable mechanical power used in logging back in the day.