Graveyard at Night
There was no artificial coloring added to this… the green is from the reflected green grass in the long exposure.
Filed under the categories: Musings, Pennsylvania, Travel
There was no artificial coloring added to this… the green is from the reflected green grass in the long exposure.
Filed under the categories: Musings, Pennsylvania, Travel
Here is the old shack that is outside the Grant Well, the first oil well in the US.
Filed under the categories: Musings, Pennsylvania, Travel
Here is a dreary and scary old shed I found in a rainstorm in Pennsylvania. There may have been a few dead bodies inside, but I didn’t check.
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Edell’s dream is to have a large and peaceful family.
Edell is currently doing chores in a field with her little brother and little sister. She is the oldest and the only one that smiles when I ask if I can help carry the wood back to their home.
(this is taken from a series of portraits in THIS set in my portfolio).
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I found this place down a remote country road in Pennsylvania. I managed to get a shot just before the rain hit. You can see the setting sun behind the pine tree on the left.
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Here is an old shed I found by the roadside during a rainstorm in Pennsylvania, actually shot just after the post below this one.
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This was taken in the middle of a little Amish community I found in northern Pennsylvania. This was taken in the evening just before a rain shower hit, so I got some nice sunset mixed with light rain clouds.
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This is from the old Erie cemetary about midnight. I was out there listening to my iPod walking around a cemetary that I might have been trespassing on. The gate opened with an awful creeking sound, ten times worse than in horror movies.
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While getting lost in Pennsylvania, I happened upon the first oil well ever built in the United States. It was dark and cloudy, so I had to get out the equipment for a shot, of course. I’m a slave to this stupid camera, I tell you.
This was drilled in 1859 and was 69 feet deep. It’s called the Drake Oil Well.
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Nathaniel’s dream is to get closer to God and to make sure his mom is happy.
Nathaniel is currently four years old and carrying wood with his two sisters down a dusty cart-road in an unmarked Amish village somewhere between Allegheny and Tionesta, Pennsylvania. In pauses between talking to me, he looks sideways at his older sisters, who peacefully nod towards him. I tell him that he looks big and strong and then I help him carry the wood to his parents’ home, where he lives with his other nine brothers and sisters.
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