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Thursday, November 7, 2013

Time to revisit the summer road trip...

The Coast has been hit with a major rain storm and the skies have
opened up and released a deluge of the wet stuff.
It's been coming down all night and still continues this morning so 
I thought I would share some more of our summer road trip across
Canada as an interruption to the damp and the grey.
Now let's see....where we're we....
Oh yes, on the wide open Prairies!
The Prairies are beautiful in the late summer, big wheat fields, gold against the big skies...
...and those sunsets! Wow! you can literally sit for an hour and watch it go down all around you...
 But oft times I thought of the hardships of this landscape, especially in the winter.
This particular little cemetery in the middle of nowhere brought that home
more than most places.
 Many of the dates were from the 1920's and '30's.
Many of them children under 3 years old.
Some were entire families.
There are many abandoned houses in the middle of fields where
maybe it just got to be too much for some people.
We were driving through Saskatchewan early one morning when we saw it...
 Up this dirt road ...there it was...
Remember the rhyme about the crooked man who had a crooked cane
and lived in a crooked house?
This was the place...
Other than using the dramatic filter on some, I did absolutely
nothing to distort these photos...
It seemed as if you stood beside the house and leaned on it, it would have toppled to the ground...
 The wheat fields going about their business growing up around the place...
 
 We dared not go inside...just gingerly looked through the glassless windows...
Who knows the story of this and many house like it out here...
If those walls could talk...
 

 


5 comments:

Ellen said...

Thanks for the photo tour. Great pictures of that abandoned house.

Sara said...

Love that old building... and the train tracks. Great photos.

Mairéad said...

The landscapes and big skies are stunning. I'm also fascinated by old deserted houses, wondering what stories the walls could tell.

farmlady said...

This house reminds me of a poem called... The House with Nobody in it, by Joyce Kilmer. I, for some reason, memorized this poem when I was around 10 years old. I've never forgotten it.
Here's a link to it:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-house-with-nobody-in-it/

These old houses have memories and people lived their whole lives in them. Children died young and were buried in the cemeteries. How sad. This one must have been a great home. It's big and striking on the flat prairie. Wonderful photos.
But my favorite is the train track. That photo pulls you right in.

Our photos said...

Beautiful are your photos!
See you, RW & SK