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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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.
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.
These images make me want to go on a long long good ol' American road trip :)
these are beautiful!!!
xo p
Awww thank you, Parisa...they are home for better or worse :>
Lovely pictures!!!
Love these photos - wistfully beautiful.
Thank you Fiona, Thank you Dar :> It was so cloudy and misty that day.
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