Weathered

Have you ever really studied the weathered face of someone?  I remember how weathered Charles Bronson’s face was as he got older.  Sometimes you see a photo of someone with an incredibly weathered face.  Many times, the faces of those from other countries bear the weathering of the heat and cold to which they are exposed day in and day out throughout their lives.  Their faces tell incredible stories of struggle, pain, and human perseverance.

North of Yosemite on highway 395 is a wonderful ghost town called Bodie.  If you’ve not been, you should plan the trip – but know that you can’t stay there because there are no accommodations in Bodie itself.  You can stay in Lee Vining and drive up to the ghost town, or if you are more hardy, you can camp north of Lee Vining at Virginia Lakes or some other campsite.

The climate in Bodie is very harsh.  In the summers, the heat is unbearable and there are no trees for shade, only scrub brush.  In the winter time, temperatures plunge to zero and below as the winds whip through the canyons and across the barren ground.  Snow drifts rose to great heights…high enough that people died in the drifts. The weather was so bad that it might make one wonder why people moved there – but as was often the case in those days, it was because of the mining in the area, as Bodie was famous for its copper and silver.

There are still many buildings standing in Bodie and they are in a wide range of decay.  Some are fairly well maintained, though the park service tries to keep them in an original state as much as possible.  Others, though, bear the scars of many years of inclement weather and merciless heat.  Today’s picture is a black and white version of a photo I shot in 2008 when I visited Bodie with my son, Doug.  A portion of an old wagon was leaning up against the side of one of the buildings and  thought it would make an interesting black and white photo.  I hope you like it.  I’d shoot it differently now (I really didn’t know that much about photography back then), but it is still evidence of the harsh environment of Bodie.  I hope that as I get older, I weather the storms of life graciously.

Weathered wood in Bodie, CA - an old west ghost town.

ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY: in 1959, the last Edsel rolled off the production line at Ford.  It was considered a big flop after two years with only 110,847 cars sold.

TRIVIA FOR TODAY: believe it or not, fish can be susceptible to seasickness (or so my source says…I don’t know, ’cause I’ve never seen a fish throw up!)

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One thought on “Weathered

  1. How you brought back memories of nursing and how i loved to come home to my children who were so soft and no wrinkles I could make out who they were and their beauty was all around me.When i went back to the home in the morning it was sad all these people had to their names were a few pictures by their bed tables to look at from the past.I would look at them laying in bed and then look at their picture and feel so strange because they were so very handsome or beautiful to see and then look back and say the the Lord WHY!!!!!! WHY!!!!! do people have to get old and sick and wrinkled?????? Look at that beautiful face NOW you can
    t tell if they are woman or men everyone looks the same OLD! As i got older i no longer looked at their faces it was their hearts that shone brightly and their smile that brightened up my days in nursing. OH! And knowledge so much knowledge do they have to teach and story tell to keep you in suspense forever! OG! The things i learned from the elderly the dear elderly little snow white angels sitting in their chairs waiting for a push from someone.
    May God Bless every wrinkle!!!! Thank You Jesus!

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