While taking a drive up the canyon, I spotted a what is left of the COX family homestead.
I was totally surprised the this cabin/house was even still standing. Over grown by brush and towered by trees it still stands. The creek still runs past, ice covered but running. This must have been really upscale and considered elegant in its day. Three rooms, a bedroom for the little ones. Protected by the winter wind and today vandals. Going to make it a point to go back and take in some more history.
Old buildings, rustic barns, vacated warehouses, abandoned machines, they all have a story and are my most loved photo subjects.