The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Trailer Trash Tuesday

Walnut Grove, Minnesota

I thought I had shown all my trailers from our tour through the Great Plains but found one more. 
I suspect our next trip through the South will yield even more trailers in a sad state of disrepair.


  1. It makes me sad to see all these abandoned places. Makes me wonder what happened to the owners.

  2. I do wonder about you seeing more in the south...I know comparing here where I live in Indiana to the area I grew up in East Tennessee, I see more of them abandoned here. Such a shame...I am another that always wonders what happened to the people.

  3. sure will! i've got a few right in my 'hood that i could throw in for ya. :)

  4. So, do you imagine that the field-workers lived in that? Probably not the guy who owned the farm--but THAT statement just might show what little I know about the riches that automatically flow from farming.

  5. Scenes like this make me ask why. Did the last owner pass away or did they come upon hard times?

  6. When you titled this Trailer Trash I didn't think you meant the trailer was the trash. Imagine my surprise!

  7. These sorts of photos really do make you ask what happened.


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