I’ve been a fair number of abandoned places and they generally have the same elements: busted furniture, caved in ceilings, dirt, junk. But this was the first place I’d ever seen fourteen jars of baby food that did not make the leave-or-take cut when the family cleared out. There were other signs of children having lived there (toys, a framed portrait of a little girl) but it was this applesauce that grabbed at my emotions.

Quitaque, Texas
photographed 12.29.2024