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43092 and 43093 lead the last 6 ex-GWR mk3’s towards Teignmouth. The set was headed to Romic at the Mid Norfolk Railway. This leaves just 43156 and parts donor 43088 at Laira. End of an era. (Drone shot).
The bugs will soon be so thick that taking pictures at this time of day would cause misery and blood loss.......
More rust for the dust. In the background can be seen the historic Claybank brick works, now a national historic site.
Claybank, Saskatchewan
August 2016
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I'm always a sucker for a bit of barbed wire and some rust! Spotted while walking part of the Saffron Trail from Battlesbridge to Hullbridge!
The Saffron Trail is a long distance footpath just over 71 miles in length stretching all the way from Southend-on-Sea in the south east of the county to Saffron Walden in the north west. The Saffron Trail was devised by Essex Ramblers because they noticed that the two major long distance walks in Essex - The Essex Way and St Peter's Way - both went from west to east, and thought it would be a nice idea to have a south-north route as well.
The walk is called the 'Saffron Trail' because it ends in Saffron Walden. The name conjures up exotic images of an historic spice trail and since the town is named after the saffron grown there from 1400 - 1700 (extracted from crocuses), this seems to make sense. Sadly though, there is no evidence of any such spice trail between Saffron Walden and Southend. Nor is it likely as Southend has never been a trading port. In fact the bulk of the saffron crop was sold in England, where it was in high demand as medicine (it does have many medicinal uses, and was thought to be a cure for the plague), as a flavouring and for dyeing, and a small amount was exported via London in the 17th century to the American colonies and to northern Europe.
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.
Garage rusting away in Thompson Springs, Utah. The town was once an important stop along the old Denver and Rio Grande, Western Railroad but Thompson Springs has been suffering a slow death over the last few decades. In 2010 39 people lived in Thompson Springs but most have now moved away leaving sad, empty homes decaying all over town and long abandoned store fronts filled with ghosts line its main drag. Thompson Springs seems destined to share the same fate as the nearby ghost towns of Sego and Cisco. Grand County, Utah
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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)
This rusty old Ford truck is one of the first things seen after entering Ruby.
Montana Peak is in the background, as it is for lots of my Ruby photos. It towers over the area and is hard to ignore.
Old truck wedged into a small landscaped space in an upscale home and garden shop in Cambria, California.
Rusted valve, standing loose and connected to nothing, on an abandoned parking lot.
Decatur (Winnona Park), Georgia, USA.
28 May 2020.
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