This is a sampling from a neighborhood of evacuated trailer homes gone feral. I welcome one and all to cross over the “No Admittance” chain. You too can become a trespasser just like me
I’ve decided to treat the “trailerhood” as a kind of twisted Advent Calendar. Join me by selecting EACH of the presented photographs and opening them.
Don’t be afraid; be a voyeur
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Installment Six of my series examining the “Secret, Feral and Concrete”
Feral Trailer Park
Am trying to imagine what a whole neighbourhood of these would look like…and failing. How long ago was the evacuation, and why did it happen?
You charmer, you. Taking us to all the best places.
Have you seen my brown widow?
I once drove in – and out – of a trailer park near Savannah, GA that went for nearly a mile. It looked like a bomb had gone off and everyone was living off the leavings. This is not that trailer park, that’s clear. They had to leave this patio paradise because of fires/mudslides, etc?
Per the multi-tasking potty photo, you’re just checking to see if we follow through on your links, right?
Looks like a future home for Fred.
I loved going ‘inside’.
Very post-post-post moderne…
Aren’t you getting a ‘is there NO privacy anywhere’ yell?
The sketchbook is so cool.
The brickwork on the doublewide really works, don’t know which I like better, that or the wrap-around veranda. Looks like a ghost town, anybody besides you & MV around? Is Wilma working for you as a photo editor?
Twisted is right! Tricky tricky.
Those feral trailers must be full of brown recluse spiders. Beware.
Never saw such fancy trailers when I lived in rural Arkansas.
Last Tango in Perris.
Hmmmmm. I’m worrying about you, PA. Stay away from the spiders!
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Vetti: Guessing, it’s an area of no more then 15 trailer homes. The land they rest on is nearby an outrageously large development that many argue should never have been built. (smack dab in the middle of a flood plain) Developers would have swallowed this area if a nature organization hadn’t stepped in and purchased the land. Here’s a link that shows the hood more clearly.
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/4173040719_0dde6c3c42_b.jpg
AH: I am…I do…I’ll continue to
PJ: I did see your brown widow. I wonder if they’re in California too? we have violin spiders….About the park; read the vetti reply above you.
I meant it when I said “be a voyeur” This is what happens when you go looking into other people’s windows.
Victoria: It looks like Fred
Sheila: he he he he he
Tash: You couldn’t be more right; a friend visiting the toilet facilities at M-0-c-a.
D: I think Wilma would approve. Yes…the ranger who caught me stepping over the chain on my way out. I’m not sure what agency he was working with but he had some serious old German script work tattooed onto his forearms.
Dina: My mother grew up in the Missouri Ozarks on the other side of the Arkansas border. There’s a chapter in this book about my mother called Ramona; the Indian princess
http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Rocky-Comfort/Wayne-Holmes/e/9781934223017
Petrea: everybody has one
Margaret: That spider lives in my studio. Because black widows stay in one place, I leave her in peace. Did you open the windows?
well-spotted :)
Indian princess in the Ozarks?!