Hanging out in a cornfield
The adventure continued. The curvy roads were endless. We were
getting closer to our destination. The road went from paved to
unpaved. We were traveling along the river for miles. I still get
nervous when I am on these narrow roads and river is right there. One
slip and we are in it.
The rain from previous days had washed out some of the road, and what it didn’t wash away had large ruts. Thank God for the jeep. It was a lot worse this trip, then it was on the previous one. We had so much wet weather that the roads were awful.
There were a lot of empty houses and barns, that at one time was a thriving community, but now….Just a quiet, lonely river bottom full of desolate green fields, with creeks rippling through them. A beautiful landscape. For sure. Up a head the road narrowed. There had been a rock slide that had claimed more of the road. I hung onto the oh shoot handle, as we bounced our way to the other side of the slide. Up ahead a man was fishing. we stopped and ask him how he was doing? He had caught some river cats but that was all. We bid him farewell and went up the road a little further.
There she was! A shell of what once was a school-house. A stone one, not wood. I had wanted to see inside the building the last time we were here. But it sat in a field of corn. We didn’t want to trample the gentlemen crop so I just took my pics from the road.
The last pics I got here were pretty unique. It was raining that day, so I had pics of the corn crop and the schoolhouse as the rain fell. After the storm passed there was a lot of fog which rose off of the river, it made for an awesome pic. Now I was back to get some photos from inside. I got my tripod and walked over to the lonely school-house as a woodpecker made a ruckus in the distance. The wind rustled through the branches, and you could hear birds singing all around. It was beautiful and peaceful here. I could only imagine what it was like to have went, to this school. I would love to have a cabin in this spot. I am sure it would be soothing to see nature all around you, when you woke in the morning.
Well, mission accomplished. I had seen what I had traveled this long distance to see. The lonely, stone school-house ruins that sat in someones cornfield. Thanks for the opportunity to capture on film. Another one of my loves.
The rain from previous days had washed out some of the road, and what it didn’t wash away had large ruts. Thank God for the jeep. It was a lot worse this trip, then it was on the previous one. We had so much wet weather that the roads were awful.
There were a lot of empty houses and barns, that at one time was a thriving community, but now….Just a quiet, lonely river bottom full of desolate green fields, with creeks rippling through them. A beautiful landscape. For sure. Up a head the road narrowed. There had been a rock slide that had claimed more of the road. I hung onto the oh shoot handle, as we bounced our way to the other side of the slide. Up ahead a man was fishing. we stopped and ask him how he was doing? He had caught some river cats but that was all. We bid him farewell and went up the road a little further.
There she was! A shell of what once was a school-house. A stone one, not wood. I had wanted to see inside the building the last time we were here. But it sat in a field of corn. We didn’t want to trample the gentlemen crop so I just took my pics from the road.
The last pics I got here were pretty unique. It was raining that day, so I had pics of the corn crop and the schoolhouse as the rain fell. After the storm passed there was a lot of fog which rose off of the river, it made for an awesome pic. Now I was back to get some photos from inside. I got my tripod and walked over to the lonely school-house as a woodpecker made a ruckus in the distance. The wind rustled through the branches, and you could hear birds singing all around. It was beautiful and peaceful here. I could only imagine what it was like to have went, to this school. I would love to have a cabin in this spot. I am sure it would be soothing to see nature all around you, when you woke in the morning.
Well, mission accomplished. I had seen what I had traveled this long distance to see. The lonely, stone school-house ruins that sat in someones cornfield. Thanks for the opportunity to capture on film. Another one of my loves.
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