I've made hundreds of images over the years of old abandoned homesteads, houses and barns. I am intrigued, not just by the buildings, but by the lives of the people who may have lived and worked in them.  I often imagine a story, a scenario of what might have been inside these crumbling walls, giving breath once again to the people who called it home. These are my stories, brief glimpses into the past.

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Scraped together all he had. Headed west. Rich, fertile land his for the taking they said. By time he could see the truth of it, the man’s pride was all he had left. 

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Leans against the porch rail looking out over the prairie. View lifted from the ground by mountains to the north and east. Twists her apron about the fingers of her left hand. Had a bad feeling when he left. Should have been back before now.

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Runs her gnarled hand over the fabric of the quilt. Like her, worn now with age. Each square a story. Lives and loves gained and lost.

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His work. How he treats women, children, animals. That’s the worth of a man. Rest of it doesn’t much matter.

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To be continued...