It was a beautiful day. I hadn’t ventured out much yet and wanted to try to find some interesting things to see. I ended up walking down roads I had only driven, and wasn’t sure I’d find much. I was out for nearly two hours and finally made my way to the ball diamond in town. It was eerie but really fun to walk around a little bit on my own. I didn’t want to go down to the softball diamond because it was at the very far end of the park, but I snapped a few photos at the Babe Ruth field. It made me think about all of the summers we spent there.
I think I enjoy taking photos of abandoned buildings and nature that is able to be wild and overgrown. I don’t like things that are too curated and neat. I love the natural state of things. I like feeling like I am given the privilege to see the environment as it should be; a mere spectator – a ghost that just floats around but does not touch anything valuable. I am loving everything I see – I am discovering stories within every building and every stream. Maybe one day I’ll write the stories I hear in the wind.
I’d love to hear what you think about these photos – if I should continue walking around town and taking photos like this. 🙂
Love these! Especially the one of the red scoreboard. Looks like it could have been taken in the 1950’s. Vintage pic.