Ruin in the Hills

When I look at old photos, ones that are yellowing, crumbling, dusty, I can’t help comparing them to my own work.

Because I love old things. I actively seek out ruins and aging structures because I wonder at the hidden history of our world, the things that will never be recorded in any textbook: the memories and events that centered on the rearing of barns and houses, the families and neighbors that flourished and vanished, leaving the buildings behind to sag and weather under the twin hammers of time and the elements.

And some day the structures too will vanish and only the images will remain. What memories will they create?

Exposure Data: ISO 200, f/8, 1/320

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Written by The Twilit Lens

Freelance photographer and ponderer of the unusual. I welcome the presence of mystery and the unknown. Wonder is not absent from the universe, and there is still room for the child in those who haven't yet allowed their hearts to wither to dust.

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