I spent last weekend in Lebanon.
A moderate sized town in the south and central part of Missouri. Deep in the most conservative part of the state, and with a feel of town situated in the South rather than the Midwest.
Not that I spent much time in that part of town. I was with friends in a house on the outskirts, swimming, drinking and eating for most of the trip. Only for a brief period did I venture downtown on a Sunday morning. These photographs are from that visit.
I wandered down to the grain elevators and railroads tracks.
I’ve always loved railways and I find the intricate structures that form commercial grain elevators fascinating.
On this Sunday morning, the area was deserted. It was a searingly hot day. I felt the heat radiate upwards off the asphalt and concrete. Not, perhaps, the most desirable place to be on the surface, but I found myself warming in turn to the rural industry on display. A set of tracks and elevators, much as can be found in any Midwestern farm town, but strangely beautiful.