I lived and worked in Yosemite National Park for many years when I was in my late 20s and early 30s. Met my husband and got married there. Had some of the best times of my life and made some of the best friends of my life. One of them sent me this today and commented how much he missed the place. We’re both feeling a little homesick tonight. Enjoy.
On the walls at the coffee spot I’m hanging out in this morning is the work of a local photographer, Samson Davis. It’s his first show and it features a wide range of photography — portraits, landscapes, some artsy digital color work (wish I knew what they were called), and a series on urban decay.
I love old barns, old dishes, old doors and windows, old fabrics, old books, old photos. I’d say it’s all about the fact that I’m aging, too, but old and weathered, cherished or abandoned, old things have always appealed to me. I love to hold them or touch them and wonder about them, the history, and the people who built them, handled, quilted or read them.
This is the first post (mostly photographs and mostly by other people since I don’t take very many myself, although that may change) in an occasional series of beautiful old things.
Hope you will enjoy them as much as I do.
These two photos come from Just Beautiful Things, a blog I just discovered when looking for photos of old barns. One of the things I’ve always wanted to do is restore an old barn into a home. The Just Beautiful Things blog, while it looks not to be very active these days, has a small, interesting piece and pictures about that very idea.