artifacts 8 comments
Just another short post as I’m writing this from atop the hoodoo field at Writing-on-Stone Provincial Park as this is the only spot where the 3G connection will work. It does not work down on the river flats where the campground is located.
I’ve been enjoying the peacefulness here. It is one of the quietest places I have spent time as there is very little human-generated sound due to lack of other campers and the physical location of the park.
A couple of posts back, I mentioned that I was trying to make time to stop and look at things along my route. In particular, I have paused to photograph old barns which are in danger of collapse. The one in the above photo is just east of Brandon, Manitoba, next to the TransCanada highway. I drove back along a service road to photograph it in the morning after stopping the night at a nearby motel.
This barn is further west along the same highway. I had noticed it in both previous crossings of the prairies and decided to turn off and drive along the service road which I then had to back up along for about a half-mile. I love this one for the way in which the colour of the building eches those of the landscape. Also, the shape is so impossible and puts me in mind of Frank Gehry’s design for the Guggenheim Museum Bilbao.
The last artifact in this post was found in the grass at a rest stop at the turn-off for the Qu’appelle Valley scenic route. Somehow, I thought that civilization had moved beyond the Age of Stink Bombs, but apparently not. *sigh*
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What beautiful barns. I love the sky in Manitoba too. That expanse is endlessly beautiful. But stink bombs out there? What are those used for?
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I have always enjoyed pictures of old barns. Thanks for the Guggenheim link, I did not know it existed in Spain. Very interesting architecture.
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There used to be an interesting barn near us. We passed it every time we went to town. I had been thinking of taking a series of pictures of it through the seasons. When we had snow last winter, I got a nice shot of “Winter.”
And then someone tore it down.
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I love old barns, Bev. My “identity” photo is a decrepit old beast of a barn that won’t die. There’s just something about them that I find appealing; maybe it’s their fundamental link to days gone by.
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Polvo – ha, you would say that. (-:
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Robin – I met a teacher on leave for a year and mentioned the stink bombs. She said kids still use them. Anything to create chaos and clear out a classroom. Obviously I don’t think like a kid anymore. Actually, I doubt that I ever did.
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Kathy – I’ve always loved old barns as they are such a record of the construction methods and materials of a time and place.
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Mark – I’ve had a few similar experiences, so do try to take time to photograph old buildings. I realize I could be doing more, so perhaps that will be a project for this coming year.
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John – it’s amazing how some of the old barns remain standing, but when you see what wonderful wood they were made of, how strong the beams, and the construction methods, it’s really no wonder at all. -
Bev, Those old barn really are very picturesque, but when I see them I think of all those lovely old beams and what great wood is still in them. Then I start thinking of the interesting things that one could make from those beams.
Enjoy the good weather. It looks like you missed quite a storm to the south of you.
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Ah Bev! Finally I catch up with you :0) It’s so good to see you recording beauty, serenity and the turn of the seasons. Even if it affords you a few fleeting moments of respite from your pain, I know it is good for the soul.
I, too, have always had a fondness for old barns as they gracefully yield to the shape of this planet’s design.
bev-
in regards to the stink bombs let me just say this…
“Suus cuique crepitus bene olet”
-polvo