The loudest silence


This place left me feeling unsettled.

Maybe it was the way the trees were closing in on that old church. Or maybe it was the way I felt them closing in on me.

It might have been the plywood where the stained glass had been, like a blind eye somehow watching me.

Or it might have been truly a sinister place.

in a town too small to have a name
west of Danbury, Nebraska
photographed 8.31.2014

Posted on February 4, 2015, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. Sometimes bad things happen in good places.


  2. Or all of that and more…Nice find and I do like the image.

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  3. I would not be surprised if there were a lot of snakes around this place.

    You have to wonder about the use of the plywood – why not just let it fall down quickly instead of drawing out the agony? Perhaps there was false optimism about reopening the building, or selling it.


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