A School in the Hills

A prominent hill in a small rural town is the site of a former military academy turned private boarding school. As it is surrounded by a quiet subdivision, we decided to get there before sunrise. In the dishwater gray predawn light, we trudged along a sleeping lane until we reached a cul-de-sac, then pushed through … Continue reading A School in the Hills

Thoughts and Prayers

Do I spend much time in church? As long as there are no follow up questions, yes. Yes, I do. Here’s one church I spent some time in from an undisclosed location. It was a quick shoot despite its large size, but the lack of much grafitti or vandalism was refreshing. Three photos from there: Continue reading Thoughts and Prayers

Urbex, Colorado Style

I didn’t appreciate what a boon the high country climate is to old structures in Colorado. Back home in the Midwest, the humidity turns old wood to pulp within a generation. But here, intense sunlight combined with the thin, arid, atmosphere combine to merely dessicate abandoments, while leaving them intact and standing. Thus, remnants of … Continue reading Urbex, Colorado Style

Windy Ridge

On our trip to Colorado, we’d read about some ancient pines on a hillside not far from we were staying. The local guidebook made it seem like it was not far from the main road, but a half hour of tedious driving over increasingly rough terrain had us doubting whether we’d read the map correctly. … Continue reading Windy Ridge

High Country Graveyard

With Covid in full swing last fall, my wife Shawna and I were looking for a pandemic-appropriate getaway. We decided on a mountain cabin rental outside of Fairplay (the inspiration for the South Park cartoon series) and spent the better part of the week hiking, driving scenic roads, or bumming around the cabin. Of course, … Continue reading High Country Graveyard

Windfarm in White

One of the few things that break up the monotony of driving across the rural midwest is coming across a windfarm. For untold miles nothing but soybeans, and suddenly, an army of quietly spinning sentinels appears. From a distance, there is a languid grace to their movement, at dusk the synchronized blinking of their aircraft … Continue reading Windfarm in White