Natural Beauty Infringed on by Modern Time
Starting Journey
This is where it all begins... Looking out into a field as the sun gleams across the once fruitful crops. As fall has settled for the season.
What many farmers may consider a weed is now a marker in the field. Letting the sun dance upon its branches and define what field this is and direction to follow.
As the sun sets upon the horizon... Leaving the tress to look ablaze contrasting against the glowing sun. Slowly setting behind the buildings owned by the farmer.
What was once a full field is now tarnished by what one may never know. A building at one point? A foundation? A unfinished structure? Though it seems nature is taking it back.
A fellow farmer making a living off their produce just like the land that surrounds it. A building of modern times yet still living in tradition of farm life.
The end of our journey where new establishments and work is being done. Against a cloudy sky dimming into the darkness.
