The San Joaquin Valley, you can pass through in many ways, just staying on crowded freeways, or taking the little back country roads. One of those many back country roads is Highway 33, kinda passing diagonally – from northeast to southwest. Collapsing buildings and failing farm structures are plentiful, although one after the other is eventually pushed over, when not by bulldozers, then by wind and weather.
This old barn, I have seen many times, last a couple of years ago, with the roof still intakt, but turned green with moss growing on it during the wet winter season. Finally, I came back to photograph it.
