The Last Train, Long Ago.

No more calls to board,

The last tickets to ride have long ago been sold,

Even the rails no longer pass,

Broken in spirit,

Yet not ready to succumb,

Maplewood Depot, Bethlehem, New Hampshire

Weekly Photo Challenge: Relic

 

Fenders and Doors

The ravages of time takes their toll.

Long forgotten in the New Hampshire woods.

Little by little they disappear.

Car Door, Winter Oak Leaves And Rusty Fender

Weekly Photo Challenge: Abandoned.

Since I first picked up a camera in the spring of 2008 I’ve traveled all over the state of New Hampshire making pictures.

Here are a few of the things I’ve found abandoned along the way.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Windows

                                            

 

Split Windows

Split Window

Mill Windows

The Cocheco Mill Building in downtown Dover, NH. The bright blue-white spotlight on the tower shining brightly, a mirror image of the building reflected in the glass smooth water above the waterfalls. Numerous widows are lit from within in this long brick structure.

Rear Windows

Louvers In Blue

Windows To The Past

Forgotten

Windows Into The Soul

Blank Stare

Historic Windows

Reflected History

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia

Redstone.

The Redstone Quarry in the village of Redstone, (part of the town if North Conway, NH) has long since been abandoned. Though it’s machinery lives on in my imagination.

Every time I visit this wonderful historic site, hidden deep in the woods, I marvel at the machinery, primitive by today’s standards, used to bring large granite blocks in both pink and green, down from the quarry on the hillside above, turning and polishing them into large granite columns.

This is just a small glimpse of what’s hidden at the quarry. Over time, and many visits, I intend to capture it all.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Foreign.

Since I’m not much of a traveler, I went with an “out-of-place” take on this weeks theme.

The rusted remains of an antique vehicle found in the woods. Laying half covered with brown fallen leaves, all that remains is the frame, firewall, and the engine block. The steering shaft still sticks up through what used to be the floor, the steering wheel spokes and rim are long gone.

Walking through the forest you never know what you might come across. For many of you, finding an old car, or what’s left of it, a piece of farm equipment, or even a grave yard, might seem “out-of-place.” Not here in New Hampshire, or dare I say, most of New England.

Found deep in the woods, the remains of an old horse drawn manure spreader sits among the trees growing up around, over, and through it. The large, spoked steel rear wheels, frame, spreading auger, and the front wheels, as well as what is left of the wood siding and floor, is slowly being reclaimed by the forest.

The forests throughout New Hampshire are often a window into the past. You can’t go far without stumbling upon a stone wall, or some other sign that the forest you’re walking through, was once farmland.

 

What may now seem out-of-place, was not always so.