Although Colorado is synonymous with beautiful Mountain vistas, the Great Planes have their beauty as well. Many of the old farms, now worn down and in shambles, bring back a haunting simplicity to the way life use to be. Desolate, arduous and lonely, they are relics of a time long past, yet captivate the modern day imagination of how things used to be.
About 40 or so miles east of Colorado Springs on one of those unnamed roads is an old corral with what appears to be an worn down home in the background. The windmill is somewhat new (perhaps built in the last 50 years), so it appears the farm may still have some “functional” use. I can only imagine what the winters must have been like back then.
This photo gives better insight into what life must have been like back in the day; lonesome! There was nothing within miles of this old building. Perhaps the rest of the homestead has deteriorated to the point it’s no longer visible. Or maybe this wasn’t a home at all, but rather a stopping point for a bit of rest on the trek westward.
Both the photos to the left were taken with my new Canon 6D. A big difference from my old Canon Rebel XTi.