Old and lonely houses are charming to me.
I saw plenty of them and photographed many. There is something beautiful with old worn houses as long as one don't own them. Many of them, way out in the loneliness.
Some is still in use and others left to maturity. I had a hard time choosing which one to show off. Below is a farm still in use, and very charming.
The grannyhouse. Can you imagine being a child and having this great field filled with daisies? I can. It might as well be an old schoolhouse or another kind of a public house, but to me it became the perfect grannyhouse.
I always wonder about the people who built their homes far far out in the prairie. How lonely it must have been, not seeing another person for weeks maybe months. They must have been brave people.
Another house left to maturity.
One thing's for sure, nobody could come visiting surprisingly. Flat land as far as the eye could see.
Abowe all, this last one is my favorite. Have a look at the beautiful scenery. It surprised me that I was so drawn to all these old houses. But, it's the stories, people and the lonliness that make them intrersting.
All these houses were photographed while we were driving from one city to another, across America. I can't tell excactly where they are from.
Of all the things I saw in America, these old houses made the the biggest impression. I did see alot of beautiful cityscapes and single houses in the citys too, but out there in the wide open with all that magnificent scenery. It won't be better than that, in my opinion. America, it is a beautiful country!
In fact, the prairie was a very pleasent surprise to me. At a first glance there's nothing there but it changed in colors and view all the time. Warm and dry not cold and wet as we left it back home. I simply loved it.