Friday, September 25, 2015

Across the Plains

Not much to say.
Feedlots and grain elevators.
Hard driving once it flattens out
I guess its pretty out there but there sure is a lot of it 

 A grain elevator. Any grain elevator




Here now we come to the end of the trail
Your hair hide and carcass to the stockyard for sale
We'll see you in a tin can when you get shipped around
So lay yourselves down, little doggies lay down

Woody Guthrie

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