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If you were to arrive at Truro by water - this is the view that would greet you . Taken from one of The Enterprise Boats boat tours from Trelissick Gardens you can see this pile opposite the Sunny Corner area .
an old engine in telford, rusting away. it reminds me of optimus prime from Transformers....... rusting away because he has no more energon cubes left
my 3 year old son saw this picture and commented "the choo choo train looks sad" which I suppose rusting away there, it kind of does look sad.......
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Troy may barely qualify as a rust belt city geographically, but it certainly does historically. I wanted to frame two of Troy's coolest late 19th century buildings together- the Gasholder building in the foreground, and the distant "Fortress of Shoddy" in the background.
26/365 pictures in 2019
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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)
Old truck wedged into a small landscaped space in an upscale home and garden shop in Cambria, California.
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.
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...
...a dilapidated old Triumph (I think TR3) I have driven past countless times on the road to North Devon. In the background is an almost equally sad Jaguar XJS.
WOW, i just found out today (by receiving the book in the mail), that this and 7 other images of mine that i submitted over a year ago, were selected for this book, Focus: Love and THIS one was used on the cover!
Not a bad birthday present!
You can also find the book on the Lark Books website
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.