When you see a place like this (just outside of Madras, Oregon) don’t you stop and wonder at the beginnings and the ends? The anticipation of laying a claim, building a dream, digging out an existence….and then hard times catching up to the dreamer. Things changing and the eventual realization that it was time to move on, give up and survive.
I always have this fascination when looking at an abandoned farm or ranch….we drive quickly by these types of places, on our way to some place that immediately satisfies our needs. Sometime stop and listen to the wind, watch the tall grass wave, consider the past.
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