There is something about the brush strokes of Mother Nature against man. She always outshines even the most talented and skilled of our artisans. In the stillness of what once was is when she proclaims her victory the most.
I captured these images in an abandoned town that was deserted in southern rural Virginia in the 1940’s. For more of my images from this town you can visit my gallery here.
2 thoughts on “these bricks”
That’s so true! I’ve never pondered that but will look at apparent decay in a new light.
dust as we
and not frown too much~