keyword pages:  1  2  >  
< 1 of 18 >
I drive past this old house every day on my way to and from work. I love the upstairs window and porch. Although it's too dilapidated to explore, I do know that its over 115 years old. The lady who owns this property was born and raised in this house. When I last stopped by and talked to the neighbor, I was told she lived in a small house on the back of the property.
... with some neat pedals ...
It was another beautiful day with temps in the low 60s. I decided this might be my last chance to re-explore an abandoned 2-room home. It was lived in by a man who became somewhat of a hermit after his wife divorced him and she and their daughter moved away. The home is not outfitted with electricity, so there are kerosene lamps throughout. There is an old iron stove in the kitchen, with a newer Coleman propane stove on top and an old white cabinet from the 1930s sits in the corner. In the back is a hand pump and outhouse with square seats. I was there a couple years ago and was amazed with the items that remain inside the home. Everything is basically as it was when the owner died. Although the rats and other critters have made themselves at home, on the bed was a beautiful handmade quilt and others were in broken dressers on the back porch. I've always wondered why the family didn't take those heirlooms with them. I love quits, so it breaks my heart to know they were left behind to be used as bedding for rats.
We had a nice time chatting about these two wonderful young men and then he told me that he had several coaches from Auburn University and the University of Alabama who would be arriving at his home shortly for a luncheon and that he had to go, but he insisted that I follow him across the field to the old house to get a closer look.
When we arrived, he hopped out and told me about the 200-year-old oak tree next the house, which had recently been pruned, and a little about the history of the home. It was built in the 1890s and had 6-inch wooden planks on the side that had been hand-hewned to appear to be only 3-inchs wide. He said it was one of fifty other such homes used by sharecroppers that used to be on his family’s property. He then wished me well and jumped back into his truck and left me to explore. I just love Southern gentlemen.
LTD_2011-08-13_0782_4
When I arrived home, Matt called wanting us to join him while he fished on the state pier. It gave us a nice look at the condo laden beaches. It's nice to finally be on vacation. I hope you don't mind my sharing more than one photo.
RSA Tower, Mobile, Alabama
Alabama is blessed with a lot of industry, especially in the south. The corridor between Leroy and Mobile is dotted with various chemical and manufacturing plants which employ tens of thousands of people. I've always loved the way the lights shine on clear, dark nights. In fact, I can remember traveling through that area as a teenager and thinking how neat it would be to take a photo of some of the plants using a starburst filter. Well, I don't own a starburst filter and the night was anything but clear, but I decided to give it a try. This is the Alabama Power Plant. I like it, but will need to plan ahead next time and make sure I have a tripod so I can lower the ISO to omit some of the graininess. Bucks, Alabama
I drive past this old house every day on my way to and from work. I love the upstairs window and porch. Although it's too dilapidated to explore, I do know that its over 115 years old. The lady who owns this property was born and raised in this house. When I last stopped by and talked to the neighbor, I was told she lived in a small house on the back of the property.
I drive past this old house every day on my way to and from work. I love the upstairs window and porch. Although it's too dilapidated to explore, I do know that its over 115 years old. The lady who owns this property was born and raised in this house. When I last stopped by and talked to the neighbor, I was told she lived in a small house on the back of the property.
I drive past this old house every day on my way to and from work. I love the upstairs window and porch. Although it's too dilapidated to explore, I do know that its over 115 years old. The lady who owns this property was born and raised in this house. When I last stopped by and talked to the neighbor, I was told she lived in a small house on the back of the property.
See photo in original gallery.
keyword pages:  1  2  >  
< 1 of 18 >