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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.
In the long London Dada tradition of photographically documenting and monitoring this abandoned farmer's slurry tank in a field in Hertfordshire ( since 2010!), just when we think it's exhibited all the ranges of colour, texture and tone possible; here it is again manifesting a freshly-degenerated ( how's that for an oxymoron ) winter garb sunset glory in January 2021, on its way to inevitable complete breakdown by the elements into a large pile of rust sometime in the (probably distant) future.
The way it used to be..
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first time around I wasn't too excited, had another look and decided to post. Still not 100% what I thought or wanted
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.
Ah yes,
The debate,
What is art?
Wabi sabi says,
Rust is art.
Whether cubist,
Or impressionist,
Who's to say,
This is not art?
I like it.
Detail on one of the locomotives once used to haul crushed copper ore from the rockhouse (where the ore was crushed) to the smelters. Part of a large US National Park Service historic site in Hancock Michigan and also in Calumet fifteen miles to the north.
Quincy Mine, Keweenaw Peninsula, Houghton County, MI
Carrie Furnace - abandoned ironworks, detail
National Historic Landmark
Carrie Furnace is a former blast furnace located along the Monongahela River in the Pittsburgh area industrial town of Rankin, Pennsylvania. It had formed a part of the Homestead Steel Works. The Carrie Furnaces were built in the 1880s and they operated until 1982.
During its peak, the site produced 1000 to 1250 tons of iron per day. All that is left of the site are furnaces #6 and #7, which operated from 1907 - 1978.
Carrie Furnace was built in 1881. In 1898 it was purchased by Andrew Carnegie and incorporated into U.S. Steel in 1901. It was shut down in 1978. In 2005 it was purchased by Allegheny County. In 2006 the two remaining furnaces were designated as a National Historic Landmark.
Appears to be upside down, and there were rails the same gauge. seems to have been used to move heavier items between portions of the shop.
Another photo taken for the local camera club's monthly competition subject "Rust and Decay" - This one took 2nd place!
This photo was taken in a old part of the Verkadefabriek, a cultural centre in Den Bosch. Where there are theatre, cinema and restaurants. In the past it was a cookiefactory! A beautiful place where the old and new come together.
A fallen leaf on the rusting body of an old car. Taken near the trailhead of the Granite Ridge Trail in Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario.