I don’t mind it, gettin’ dirty, wearin’ boots & jeans. Walking through corn fields and down train tracks. Its such a liberating feeling. Finding old abandoned homes, buildings & barns. I once walked through a barn that had antique furniture covered and books dating back to 1800’s.
I really enjoy finding lost memories.
We went driving in the country day today. It was hot and we had the a/c as high as it would go. I took my time driving down the roads and as I drove over this tiny one-lane bridge I glanced over and saw this. I crossed the bridge and parked the car. I had to get a shot. I like how dirty the tracks looked. They almost look abandoned, but these tracks are used a lot. They head straight to Danville, Avon and Indy. Perfectly straight, a direct alley to Indy.