Montana is a beautiful state, at least in the spring, summer, and fall. I would not want to spend a winter in Montana (because … okay, I admit it, I’m a wimp). Their winters are harsh.
Seeing so many abandoned buildings in this state, I have come to think of Montana as a land of broken dreams (for many). In pioneer days, people must have come to Montana with hope and enthusiasm. They built their homes and tilled the soil, and waited for the crops to grow.
Then came the winter, the loneliness, and the difficulty in traveling the mile or two in harsh conditions for a sanity-restoring visit with the nearest neighbour.
What if you had an emergency, an accident, or your child was ill, and needed a doctor?
Is it any wonder that sometimes dreams turned into nightmares?
Some of these abandoned homes may have been left standing empty when a newer, more modern house was built nearby, but many simply became a place escaped from, left for the coyotes and pigeons to explore.
Here is one house that has seen happier days.
And here is another.
If only the walls could talk, what stories we would hear!