I am finally breaking through my pictures. There is indeed a light at the end of the tunnel…vacation tunnel anyhow. I do have a batch of photos that I took prior to leaving and some after returning…those will keep until sometime that is not now.
I know I posted a car the other day, but I’m really loving my ghost town old car series. I am really loving a lot of my photos.
A friend on Facebook said that she’d like to know the history of the last car that I posted. The truck. I’m sure that there is history somewhere. More about the town, I would think the rest would go without saying. The cards obviously came from somewhere. Maybe someone passing through the area and it broke down. Or it belonged to whomever once owned the old house on the same portion of land. All of that I’m sure is somewhere in the history books. Either accuracy or bits and pieces put together by someone through their own research and/or assumptions. I…I don’t really want to know the history. Maybe it is that part of me that still thinks it is a storyteller, but I like to leave it all up for imagination in these types of scenarios.
I don’t know. We all have our things, I guess. I’ll let you do what you do when looking at this picture. Either way, I hope that you like it.
Live, laugh, love, and let it ride.