There's a group of abandoned houses and outbuildings down toward the Missouri River where my horse, Blue, and I love to nose around. Here are a few shots from today's ride. (hint: click on ANY of these pictures to make them larger.)
Someone lived here once.
Perhaps a smokehouse?
This has to be the outhouse (or toilet, where I come from).
Somehow this little handle-less coffee cup made me sad. Don't you wish it could talk?
The same with this Maxwell House (good-to-the-last-drop) coffee can.
Blue waits while I make a pit stop....... and I wait while HE makes a pit stop. (Talk about your action photos... this is a shot of Blue peeing, from my view on the saddle.)