Swaybacked | Badger Mountain, WA | 2011

Visual evidence of the weight of time is everywhere: eroded mountains, fallen trees, lined faces. But you can’t beat isolated farm roads for what I call scenic dilapidation, the sad but joyous consumption of once vital structures by Mother Nature. We can often see our aging selves in the wreckage — rickety, weather-beaten, a tad swaybacked.