Bees’ Knees
A little triptych of my parents’ bees, clustering around an inner-chamber opening in their hive. My pop had just removed some of the upper level in order to treat the bees for parasites. Glad I had a beekeeper’s suit on!
A little triptych of my parents’ bees, clustering around an inner-chamber opening in their hive. My pop had just removed some of the upper level in order to treat the bees for parasites. Glad I had a beekeeper’s suit on!
This old abandoned house looks like it’s surfing on the soft dirt swell beneath it.
Interior image of a long lost roof, likely once a stable part of a farmer or rancher’s home. This is out in Eastern Oregon near the Ochoco National Forest. There were obviously a few tenants around still making use of the structure, but they weren’t up for talk about the matter; most of them just flew off when I approached. The rest scurried underground.
One of the more recent grain elevators out in Eastern Oregon. When I say recent, I mean less than one hundred or so years old. The really old ones were made out of wood, and were absolute behemoths. These metal-sided containers are still pretty massive, but not nearly as cool. Hey, I’ll take a photo of it for the archives though.
The more the merrier; if you ever come across a wooden grain elevator, let me know!
No all who wander are lost, but getting lost in this amazing part of eastern Oregon really isn’t half bad.
Likewise, this amazing grain elevator was confirmed to have been dismantled since I last checked in on it. Dang biggest structure for miles around, and I never even got to look at the inside!
I first came across this bit of desolation near Kent, OR back in 2012.
On this property was a gallon glass jug that had been halfway filled with bones from dead critters, mostly mice.
It creeped me the heck out. I came back to check in on the bottle this year, and to my surprise it was in the exact place I’d left it.
Mind you, this is three years later, but this time… there was only like two or three mice bits left! Nothing else but air, a few bugs and a little bit of dust!
What kind of weird carnivorous jug is this?
I left it where it stood.
Heck, there’s holes as big as your head all around the house, so I wasn’t about to stick around and figure this mystery out.
Cray…
This is a Muscovy duck who thinks he’s a chicken and lives on my parent’s farm. He’s hilarious.