Tuesday I took the road less traveled home from school to see what I could find that triggered my picture taking fancy. Here are some the signs I passed.
Bustleburg is a tiny little community not far from our school...just a little bump in the road.
As I continued driving and looking, I soon was this abandoned building but did NOT trespass.
When I reached the first intersection, I noticed this “Carpenter for Hire” sign in the front yard of his house.
At this point I decided to drive up Goshen Pass and look shoot the rocks and the reflections in the water. Within a few minutes I was at one of our favorite spots called “Laurel Run” This is the nice sign, and the next one is the state one. Take your pick, but I prefer the hand carved one.
This is my continuing question. The more beautiful the place and the harder we work to take care of it, the more graffiti we see.
The last sign before the railroad tracks and my turn to head for home was the one for the Stella Jones creosote plant. Boy, does it stink!
Once again, I had to try to turn my picture into a make believe pen and ink drawing. I’m sure there is a “correct" way to do the procedure, but I am still using the old "trial and error" method.
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