My entry in the ongoing plant-off that the Idiot Photographer and I are engaged in, good naturedly, of course. We need JuniorBBQ and Moribund to come in with some prairies and pianos soon lest this blog become the botanist’s illustrated guide to armageddon.
The old Gary post office is one of the top locations for urbex in Gary, and as such we don’t go by very often. This last trip we decided to take The Spaniard there and take a look around to see what has changed in the almost 2 years since our last visit. For one thing, the ferns have grown quite a bit.
I’m just not sure which shot I like better.
It only takes one little crack in the cement to provide a toehold. I suppose this is a fox grapevine’s version of mountain climbing.