Prom

Yesterday was consumed with taking pictures of my granddaughter and a bunch of her friends getting ready for her first prom.
I have known most of these kids for the last 15 yrs. or so and it is just mind boggling that they are getting ready for their first prom.
It was really cool to go to this house to photograph them as I built it for these people a few years back when I was building custom homes (before the implosion).

Along with the spring flowers I have always been fascinated with old chimneys that you see while traveling the back roads. Sometimes there is something remaining of the structure that went with it but more often than not the only evidence that anything was ever there is the chimney itself. When the structure is partially remaining you can see how Mother Earth slowly absorbs this man made creation back into itself. It makes me wonder what was here. Was it a young family that was trying to make on the frontier? Did their house burn down? Maybe it was an older couple that had raised an entire generation out here in the middle of nowhere and as their lives came to the final chapters the children had moved on to fast paced lives in the city never to return to what they perceived as the boondocks. But the chimneys are always the last to go.