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The dark swath across the sky
In addition to the gravel road from the other day, we found another one on our way to Trinchera, Colorado.
We also found a railroad bridge that crossed tiny Trinchera Creek. And since we were on a little-used road, it was easy to pull over and climb down to the stream and have a look around. (The graffiti tells me we weren’t the first ones to do so.)
The best part was the way the bridge cut across the sky.
Trinchera, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016
American Agriculture
My good friend Brett Erickson often speaks of the importance of finding (and photographing, of course) metaphors.
And, so, here’s one view of the future of American agriculture, where the newest thing in the entire scene is the container from a Japanese-based shipping company.
Campo, Colorado
photographed 8.30.2016
The guard trees
The internet told me that Matheson, Colorado, has a population on 94. My eyes told me that number seemed sort of exaggerated.
I wouldn’t have been here at all, except that I decided (on a whim that turned into an Absolute Mission) that on our trip to Colorado, we would completely avoid driving on any Interstates. That made for some interesting routes, and included quite a few miles on unpaved roads.
One of those unpaved roads brought us here, to an abandoned church guarded by dead trees.
Matheson, Colorado
photographed 9.4.2016
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