Along Highway 90

I always think of how Robert Frank and his family once took a ride down Highway 90 when we drive Highway 90. I wonder if I can see anything they once saw. What could have existed then that remains today? So much along the highway has seen better days but as long as I can remember I have known these sights.




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Anonymous Francesca said...

There are many ruins of old stone houses along the road I take everyday. They've been there forever. But once they were lived. Rural areas declined fast in a comparatively short time.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011  
Blogger Tera said...

I guess so, it does seem to be true. I can also imagine all the wonderful remains you must see in your neck of the woods. They can be sad but inspiring.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011  
Blogger Missa said...

These images make me want to go on a long long good ol' American road trip :)

Thursday, January 20, 2011  
Blogger Pillows for the People said...

these are beautiful!!!
xo p

Saturday, January 22, 2011  
Blogger Tera said...

Awww thank you, Parisa...they are home for better or worse :>

Saturday, January 22, 2011  
Anonymous Fiona said...

Lovely pictures!!!

Monday, January 24, 2011  
Blogger Dar said...

Love these photos - wistfully beautiful.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011  
Blogger Tera said...

Thank you Fiona, Thank you Dar :> It was so cloudy and misty that day.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011  

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