Showing posts with label Route 40. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Route 40. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

More from Route 40

















































A few more shots from my weekend outing ... I kind of love how Autumn offers a limited palette, such weathered grays, drawing your attention lines and textures. These buildings are noble in their persistence, aren't they?

Monday, November 7, 2011

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I'm kind of crazy about some of the textures, colors and patterns I captured over the weekend. Route 40 is littered with these relics from the past. I'm embarking on a project, recording some of these relics, small parts of Ohio and, by default, American history. Some of these places seem rather anonymous, but I'm looking forward to discovering, and sharing, these places and in doing so, breathing a little life into the past.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

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Have you ever found a structure that made you stop and wonder about its history? Was it once a home? A general store? What was it, and what had it become? Why is it being used to store industrial machinery? What would these walls say if they could talk?

Friday, August 14, 2009

Vacation, Part II




I confess my knowledge of history is a little spotty, but my husband makes a hobby of it, so while on vacation we visited some spots where significantly important things happened during the creation of our country. One of those spots was where General Braddock is buried. Braddock was in the process of eking out Braddock’s Road, which would become National Road 40, when he was killed in battle in 1755, which, to those of you are historically challenged like myself, was before this was even a country. His assistant, Lieutenant Colonel George Washington, had him buried right where he died under the road so that his remains would be undisturbed.





We visited the glen where, with the aid of some Indians, Washington ambushed (though this is highly debated) a French scouting party, in the process killing a French guy named Joseph Coulon de Jumonville. This is said to have been the event that started the French and Indian war.





We also visited Fort Necessity (wouldn’t that be a great name for a home goods store? I digress.), which Washington, as a British officer, had built with some flaws. On a beautiful plain for grazing cattle and horses, it was too close to the forest which left them exposed when the French retaliated. Washington suffered great losses that rainy day 255 years ago. He would later buy land in this area, in hopes of seeing a tavern built on the national road to refresh pioneers moving west. Though he would not live to see its construction, Mount Washington Tavern stands as a monument to his wishes. Washington went on to become the first president of something or other, as well as a popular sitter for very large paintings.



Have a lovely weekend!

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