intriguing backstory of their unknown histories. There are a lot of old abandoned homesteads, mining camps, stagecoach stops and farm buildings all over the area I live in. Sometimes the stories seem to write themselves. The buildings attract lots of professional and amatuer photographers who try to capture the mystery of a little shack in the light of dawn so the first rays of the sun highlight the flower box under the window. I still look at that photo wonder what sort of a woman was that early pioneer to travel so far with her precious flower seeds?
There's a photo of a tilting, weatherwarn barn held up by a dead tree, bleached bone white under the fierce desert sun. They make stark contrasts in the rippling furnace heatwaves at high noon. Someone built that barn with a fool's idea of farming the desert, so they weighted in lumber and draft horses. They bought expensive farm implements that were shipped west by train and then carted overland for over a hundred miles, only to be left behind to rust. Having no knowledge of our arid climate, how long did they last before they realized no crops would grow, a year, two?
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