Monday, September 7, 2009
Boxes
I like the colors, the faded print, and the artfully dripping rust. I think the whole thing looks like a painting. The local newspaper is the Daily Astorian, and it's usually delivered to blue boxes like these. I took this photo just across the Youngs Bay Bridge, so we're actually in Warrenton by the Columbia Fitness Center looking back across the distance to the tree-clad hill that is Astoria. There are a lot of houses on that hill, but you can barely see them because of the trees . . . which is quite nice. One of my first posts for Astoria, Oregon, Daily Photo was taken a few feet from here, but with a totally different effect.
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I's funny that the boxes are all different in style and color...
A scene like this always makes me pause. I haven't a clue as to why.
Local newspapers used to pay people (my wife did it once upon a time to earn extra money for something) to deliver newspapers. I don't remember the colors but those are a thing of the past around here. At least they are no longer close to country mail boxes.
Thanks for visiting and helping me to make history.
Pick a Peck of Pixels
I always liked to see mailboxes in rows--Why?--dunno.
MB
This is a wonderful photo. I know, 'cause I've taken a few similar shots! Only I think my mailboxes were in much worse shape than these!
;-)
Remember when the paper boxes (or tubes) weren't plastic? Oops, I'm dating myself aren't I? When I was kid our mailbox was in a row like this. It feels like home.
I, too, love to see mailboxes in a row. I didn't grow up with that scene but it feel like home to me, too.
@Everyone: It seems there is something comforting about a scene like this. I don't know why, either, and I also didn't grow up with it. We had home mail delivery to the door in a residential area. Maybe it's that bit of country feel most of us have in our bones no matter where we grew up. Nostalgia, and the yearning for a simpler life? I love all your comments!
Maybe we like to feel there are people from far away who may care about us, with the exception of bill collectors of course
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