Sunsets
Reflecting the brilliant
Colors of the mountains.…
It casts rays
Of bright light
Across each peak
Silhouetted shadows
Dip into the deep canyons
That soon will be
Covered in darkness...
~~TonyaMB~~
While traveling along the highway my eyes are drawn to the old windmill standing alone and then to the cabin without window glass. There is even an old car left to park as if someone never left but left abandoned is what it is. There is always a story for which we may never know. I captured its story by this photo and the rest is left to imagination and history.
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