I drive by this abandoned farm every morning on my way into work.
Every building looks on the verge of collapse – or is in fact collapsing.
Since I pass it every day, I watch to see if anyone is ever there. There’s only been one time when I noticed the locked gate open and a pickup truck in the driveway. Other than that, nothing. No one.
From what little I could tell, it looks like it used to be an old orchard or market – with a storefront.
There’s lots of scattered equipment everywhere. Lots of pieces look like they were dropped right there when the owners walked away.
And the doorways. They’re all propped shut – like the former owners were trying to keep something inside.
Nothing but bedlam. And time. And rain and snow, wearing away at the foundations of this place until the only thing holding the walls up are the propped two-by-fours.
Last fall I finally took a chance and slipped in for a walk-around.
It’s eerie. It really does look like something catastrophic happened and the farmers had no choice but to flee.
That’s me placing a story on top of something time and weather accomplished. But still, it’s fun to wonder.
Photos edited with VSCO Film 03 Polaroid 690-, and shot with the Canon EOS M.
